A piece of snow white A4;
With a few folds, a plane was formed;
Follow the swing of your hand, it took off without the sneering roar;
Yet, the humiliation was so hard to chew, when it is so well-formed.
The iron cage was cracked open;
The pigeon flied off, ran for its freedom;
It dropped a bomb on my head, and I was absolutely shaken;
I have to remind myself to learn from experience, the forever wisdom.
So tiny, dissipate like dust powder;
So light, float like a feather;
We are none for the other;
We are one under the ether.
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