In the midst of a thousand clouds and countless watersthere is an idle person.By day, he roams the green mountains,at night, he returns to sleep beneath the cliff.Quickly, the seasons passin serenity, with no worldly bonds.How joyful! What does he depend upon?Quiet, like a large autumn river.
-Peter Levitt
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