Ways of life have two,
The first way is like grass alive,
You although alive, every year is still growing,
But you after all is a plant,
You absorb sunlight dew or rain,
But not long.
People can have on you,
But people can't because you pain, and his painful;
People can't because you be stepped on, and to have mercy on you,
Because people itself didn't see you.
So every one of us,
All should be like a tree growth,
Even if we now are nothing.
But as long as you have the seed of tree,
Even if you are stepping on middle earth,
You still can absorb the soil nutrient,
His grow up.
When you grow after towering trees,
The distant place, people will see you;
Come near you, you can give a person a green.
To live is the beautiful scenery,
Dead still is a pillar,
Dead all useful alive.
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