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Strong
winds blow in cool air lifting the sky high to announce the coming of fall.
Time goes faster without hearing the ticking of clock hands or feeling the
weight on the wrist (It is no more fashionable to hang clocks on the wall at
home, and people rarely wear a watch these days).
A
little rattlesnake crawls across a trail quietly; he can be easily stepped
over by the feet of a careless hiker. Two swans are foraging with ease on
the river; they (or one of them) may die from a poisonous plant all of a
sudden. A slate-colored junco watches alertly in a shrub; still, he could
become a hawk's meal the next minute. And a young
hawk makes shrill cries jumpy from one tree branch to another; maybe he is
suffering from a fatal disease. They all just hang on so long as they are
alive (None of them knows when and how his life will end).
One
must learn to accept whatever is natural.
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