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Years later I again went to the stream,a millionaire dressed in fancy clothes with shining golds on his palm sitting on the bank. I kneeled before for one of them,and he gaves all with a sincere smile.
The moment I touch the gold, I found they were the stones with dirt cleansed.
Years till now and I understand. The erosion of water only corrodes the dust, the blaze of sunlight glitters the gold. The contempt from others only defeats the weak, the years of being humble brings greatness.
希望能很快再见到你。 - Pornhu b™ 管理员