The harsh winter is ending
Light of spring is coming
We are the thousand pure lotuses that you have personally cultivated
Breaking through evil fog and sinister haze
Gone through tests which are like stormy winds
Let go of attachments
Courageously dashing through a thousand tribulations
Light boat reaches ashore
A thousand pure lotuses bloom together and look to Master
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