Flow like the brook, uninterrupted through,
Jump over the rocks that come on the route.
March on, chanting the songs of courage,
Not be leisurely, finding pits on the way.
Not be slow at curves and slopes of disfavor
emerge exquisite blended with the nature.
You have to turn, the arid into gardens,
bring greenery not bothering obstructions.
Go ahead making yourself, your
pathways
continuity is your life, nowhere you stay.
Take away the rubbish or push to the side
reach your destination, keeping your stride.
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