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The ancient script left behind by my grandfather.
Entrusted to the water a lifetime
Writing is preserving the soul of the nation.
Preserving the meaning of loyalty amidst the flowing water.
Not just words we try to say
But how we walk, how we pray
Call it gravity, breath and soul
Handwriting teaches us how to be human.
From the past into tomorrow
Write slowly to remember your roots.
Teacher's hand, student's eyes
Silence speaks between the lines
Patience learned, respect shown
Each character a seed we've grown
Beautiful handwriting reflects one's character.
A pure heart gives a gentle countenance.
Writing for myself, writing for others
Write to live, choose your beliefs.
Call it gravity, living art
Without the sound of bells, there is no soul.
Each raindrop is a reminder
Live right, live for each other.
When the paper fade away
What remains is how we lived
One stroke at a time