Harmony, reprieve and quarrel!
That is the history of mankind in succinct.
Preparedness, hindrance; they make the
The theme of a love story.
Seasons may come and then leave.
They will spread out pearls all around,
And gather them back before its return.
Blossoming flowers will wither away,
Nevertheless, will fill the air with its fragrance.
That scent will skulk and persist for ever.
A thousand eons will enjoy that perfume.
Destiny will always grin on the futile
Fate of humans, without discrimination;
And God will simulate sleeping all the time,
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