Maxioms by Unknown
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and read more
Sometimes our fate resembles a fruit tree in winter. Who would think that those branches would turn green again and blossom, but we hope it, we know it.
It is not without a purpose when a rich man greets a poor one
with kindness.
It is not without a purpose when a rich man greets a poor one
with kindness.
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by
fire.
In neglected fields the fern grows, which must be cleared out by
fire.
The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed!
The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed!
One type of rice nourishes one hundred types of people.
One type of rice nourishes one hundred types of people.
