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The bee, sent by the water lily at twilight to see the moon, now clings to his lap, spreading the illusion of a blemish.
Good fortune arises from mastering arts, but their proper application depends on time and place.
The moon, despite its flaws, delights the lily—so too do doe-eyed women ignore faults in those they love.
The touch of the moon’s rays makes the stars sparkle and lights up the blue sky, as a beloved woman brightens the night.
The moon, upon meeting the sun’s radiance, turns pale from jealousy, recalling the lily's withdrawal from his touch.
Flocks of peacocks, with their delightful beauty, arrive together as harbingers of the rainy season.
A courtesan, adorned with beauty, grace, and skill in arts, attains fame and status in society.
If the moon gives rays and the cloud gives rain, how would the world survive if both became miserly?
Gems of life include music, sun, wisdom, divine stories, the moon, rest, and royal conduct.
True art uplifts; art that degrades is false, even if skillful. The purpose of art is elevation, not mere display.
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