Compared with your mind, a mountain is just a boundary marker, a pile of snow waves is just a piece of broken jade, a crescent moon is just an eardrop, and a thousand flowers are just a bud. Your mind is extremely broad. ...

You are the bud of the flower season, you are the eagle spreading its wings, tomorrow is our world, and everything is brilliant because of us.

You are the lotus root under the lotus-you never show off yourself. Beneath your simple appearance, you have a heart as white as jade. ...

You poured out your image to your heart's content, without any whitewashing or carving, leaving only rough beauty, simple beauty and natural beauty.

You are like a new leaf in spring, bathed in the warm sunshine, as pure as a jasper.