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Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World

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“The curious child went back and asked the other attendants in the temple, only to realize that the young man living in the deep valley was named Shi Ying, a young priest in the Jiuyi Temple. He was only seventeen years old, but he has been practicing in Jiuyi Temple for twelve years. With magnificent spiritual power and superb skills, he is known as the only genius that Yunhuang has seen in the past hundred years. He usually lives alone deep in the mountains, is a vegetarian dressed in commoner clothes, is accompanied by a sacred bird, and never comes into contact with anyone except the Great Priest. “Remember, you can just look at him from a distance, but don’t try to disturb him,” the attendant in the temple patted the little child on the head and exhorted, “the young priest doesn’t like to talk to people, and the Great Priest won’t allow him to talk to anyone; whoever dares to get close to him and try to speak, will have to suffer!”

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“The Valley of the Kings is extremely quiet, as silent as death; there are only countless tombs among the verdant trees, and it seems that there will never be a breath of living person. The young man practiced very hard. Every day, regardless of the wind and sun, he sat cross-legged on a white rock every day and closed his eyes. While sitting, sometimes he will fly up from the ground, open his arms and whirl in the air like a bird; other times he will summon all kind of animals, let them dance in line, make them advance and retreat in an orderly manner; and some other times he would open the palm of his hand and lotus flowers would bloom into his hand, then it would turn into various forms of clouds…”

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“Looking back, the child was immediately frightened and screamed; the rain on the top of her head suddenly disappeared, and four huge eyes rose from the cliff and looked at her, their pupils colored red with blood, reaching her in a blinking of an eye. “Oh… Four-eyed bird!” she exclaimed, trying to escape. However, amidst the screams, Chongming Divine Bird grabbed the little girl’s skirt with his giant beak, picked her up, spread her wings and soared away! She screamed and struggled desperately, but after a moment she landed in a place unharmed. It was a cliff not far away from the white rock; there was a recessed concave grotto under the cliff. The bird picked her up and placed her gently at the entrance of the cave, then stared at her, tilting her head towards the inside.”

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“The opening of the cave was very small. It only allows one person to go in and out. The ground was flat, and there were obvious signs that some people often walked through it. The road was very dark, she fumbled around the stone wall, and stumbled away for a long time before she reached the innermost point. The center suddenly opened up. There was a small stone room lit with a lamp, clean and tidy. The floor was covered with dead leaves, an old blanket, and a firepit, much like the resting place of those ascetic monks she had seen in the desert. Does that elder brother live here alone? Isn’t it hard?”

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“Who let you in?” The boy didn’t look at her, but lowered his voice and said, “Get out!” His tone was fierce, but Zhu Yan recognized that his voice was shaking and his shoulders were trembling, as if he was trying his best to endure some great pain. She couldn’t help but move over while asking, “What’s the matter with you?… Are you sick?” When she got closer, she couldn’t help but remain speechless: “Oh, my God!… Why are you crying?” The beautiful brother sat facing the stone wall, pale, with tears in the corners of his eyes; his hands on his knees trembled slightly, clenched into fists, and the back of his hands was dripping with blood. On the stone wall in front of him, one by one densely packed, there was full of his bloody palm prints!”

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“When she woke up, she didn’t know how long it had been since she fainted. Her head hurt and her eyes were blurred. Someone was holding her into his arms and calling her by name, eager and anxious. Every time she was about to fall asleep, he will shake her, chanting strange spells into her ears, while pressing his hand on the back of her heart. “Don’t sleep.” She heard the brother whispering into her ear, “Wake up!”

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