Tie my hair into a ponytail, Let each day’s labor of carrying rice Smile like the clear, high sky, No longer just scattered, melancholy leaves on the ground. Try to wear a daily smile— Poetic as a dreamy white wedding veil, Beautiful as a rainbow after rain, Pure as the tranquil moonlight’s truth. Gather all these wonders Into a book of treasures; Every whisper from the heart Marks the beginning of reading happiness.