The Blue WillowOne fine summer morning, the Abbot of Heaven and Earth Monastery watched the swaying willow tree, as he had done for decades. As sunlight slanted through its branches, he noticed suddenly how the willow leaves were turning blue, a sign that it had reached the final stages of its life. With a start, the Abbot looked down at his hands and gasped when he saw the wrinkled, withered fingers and the shaking he could not suppress. Time had touched his mind so little that he never noticed how it ravaged his body. Like the willow, the Abbot realized, he too would not live forever. He must soon choose a successor, so that Heaven and Earth Monastery wou
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