The great waves wash the sand, the turbid sink of their own accord, the clear remain; natural selection, the floating easily disperse, the steadfast endure. The world's currents cannot be changed by words; only time can discern.

Watching the crowd like the sea, those chasing profit are like foam, those chasing fame are like dust, gathering and dispersing with the trend, ultimately hard to enter the deep current. Now I realize the true way: set a net as a boundary, not holding a whip as teaching. The net is set with wide meshes and clear openings, letting people come and go. The restless touch the edges and break, the clever find gaps and escape, only the honest and simple walk the flat path slowly, after a thousand screenings become stronger.

Like the foundation of Pi, rooted deeply in the earth, not seeking momentary achievements; like winter plum blossoms nurturing buds, not relying on the east wind's power, only waiting for the winter cold to prove themselves.

Someone may ask, how many fellow travelers on the same boat? Look up at the Milky Way: the phoenix perches on a high wutong tree, does not compete with sparrows for the forest. Remain still and steadfast, let the waves rise and fall, time is the measure, ultimately weighing true gold.

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