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Though settling in the city,
The way of life I follow is of forest and mountain,
The ten thousand actions calmed and my being at ease.
Already for half a day I have let go of mind and body.
The sources of thirst and desire cease,
No reflection on lovely pearls or precious jades.
Both praises and blames are silenced, too;