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The silver ring was placed on the windowsill, and when the moonlight spread over it, it looked like a thin layer of snow had fallen. People say that all traces will be smoothed away by time, but facing this circle of cold metal, the thought will always arise: If cherishing itself is a kind of retention, then is the person who once handed it out hidden in the reflection and never left?

Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of power to overcome suffering. --Helen Keller