※ Preview may take some time.
※ Preview is not available for songs under copyright collective.
The monk is on the edge of an old temple,
I was looking at the bamboo swaying in the wind.
On the folding screen, there are golden clouds and
Distant mountains are depicted.
In the morning, the morning light is reflected,
At night, I embrace the shadow of a candle.
The monk said.
"A person's heart may be like a folding screen."
If you close it, silence,
If you open it, the scenery.
Laughter, loneliness,
It accumulates on quiet gold leaf.
That night, only the wind blowing in the temple,
I shook the mountain of folding screens a little.
In the past, people got fire. Eventually, I learned about iron and flew in the sky, Finally, I looked up at the stars. But-- In a world that has become convenient, People's hearts are a little lost. The earth is hot, The conflict is not over yet, In the lights of the city Some people live quietly alone. I was able to become stronger. However, being kind is Maybe it's still on the way. What is being questioned by mankind now is, It's not how far you can go. What kind of world will be left? challenge. As for the creator usage fee, one year after delivery.