Around the world, there are no longer bad habits confined to the brain; There are no people enslaved by landlords anywhere.
In the vast sea of people, there are no thieves who are confused by money; North and south of the river, there are no more beggars who are hungry and cold.
Pigeons fly over the autumn sky, and we no longer shoot bullets; Dragonflies fly over skirts in summer, and we don't open the net any more.
Wild flowers are in full bloom in the land of spring, and we no longer set foot on footprints; Pine trees stand in the cold winter wind, and we don't take out saw knives anymore.
Small fish swim through the clear lake, and we no longer cast a big net; Crabs walk on the soft beach, and we no longer extend our black hands.