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关怀作为一个人,永远无法独立于人世之外,这是生命的任务。我们进驻于形色各异的肉体,犹如在旷野上搭起百千万亿个营帐。春日的太阳无私地纺织每个帐包,用绿绣线打了三两只蝴蝶;秋月带着微笑,让酣睡的人梦见早霜。如果漫长的一生,只用来擦拭自己的名号,人世也就孤单了。我们的肉体是一管奥妙的乐器,两只耳,为了采集雄浑的古谣,两只眼,测量美丽的海域,而作为发声的嘴,乃为了播送欢愉福音,抚
Caring as a man can never be independent of human life, this is the task of life. We are stationed in flesh of various colors as if we were to put hundreds of billions of tents in the wilderness. The spring sun unselfishly woven each packet, with the green embroidery thread hit thirty-two butterflies; autumn moon with a smile, let the sleeping person dream of early frost. If the long life, only to wipe his name, the world will be lonely. Our flesh is a subtle instrument, two ears, in order to collect powerful ancient ballad, two eyes, measuring the beautiful sea, and as a mouth to voice, is to broadcast the joyous gospel,