If I had eight hours to chop down a tree， I‘d spend six hours sharpening my ax。
Listen to the strings break, cut off those three thousand obsessions. Fall flowers submerged, buried once the wind ripple. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
When you change from an ant to an elephant, you will find that the stone that was in front of you that you couldn't get over is just a grain of sand under your feet.