What is there to say about the turtle, content to sit on a rock in the middle of a pond for many hours at a time? Rosemary plants along the boulevard are in bloom; their little flowers host murmuring bees. A man sells carvings each done on a grain of rice for a million yuan promising eternal luck to anyone who buys them. Acres of grassland whisper secrets to the breeze but reveal nothing to the hawk circling above who cries out in frustration. A stray cat wanders into the Buddhist temple during prayer hour and strolls among rows of monks who sit in meditation.
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