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Youth, Knowledge, Soul, and Time
every corner of the campus hides a story worth reflecting on.
This is not just a place to study, but a place to think, to feel, and to grow.
Welcome to my philosophical journey through Chihlee.

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We only live once, youth never comes twice, live with awareness, and shine with brilliance.

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The Canvas of Youth: How do you paint yours?

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The Canvas of Youth: How do you paint yours?

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We chase the freedom of the sky; we pursue the passion that burns like the crimson running track.
We also seek the serenity of the green grass’s breath, yet sometimes find ourselves trapped in the mist of darkness.
Our youth is a blend of different hues, merging together to paint a masterpiece worth cherishing.

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After all, youth is not only a journey of colours and dreams,
but also of laughter found in ordinary corners. Sometimes, the spirit of youth reveals itself quietly in the playful smile of a campus cat. Its bright colours and wide smile bring a childlike warmth, as if whispering: life is not only about deadlines and routines, but also about joy, friendship, and small moments of wonder. Just like this corner, we all need a space where seriousness gives way to laughter, where we can pause, breathe, and remember that happiness is also part of learning.

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Yet beyond the visible pillars and grand facades, there lies another kind of foundation — the quiet, unseen structure within ourselves.

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The inner life sometimes carries a sense of solitude and stillness, like an empty table in a quiet space, where we can reflect upon ourselves most clearly. Light always exists, yet it must pass through obstacles and arrive at the right moment to truly touch us. Help, salvation, and awakening are ever-present around you, but before you can receive them, you ought to first sit down, be still, and confide to yourself: “What do you need to release?”

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The pillars of the building are more than architecture; they symbolise the foundations that uphold knowledge, patience, discipline, creativity, and a thirst for understanding. Just as a structure cannot stand without support, learning cannot flourish without these essentials. Knowledge is not built in a single day. It rises steadily, supported by strong pillars of curiosity and perseverance. When we strengthen our own pillars, the path of learning lifts us higher, reaching towards the open sky.

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And when the inner stillness deepens, something begins to bloom —
not in silence alone, but in expression, in creation, in the living art of thought.

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This painting of blossoming branches reminds us that scholarship, much like art, is a living expression of the human spirit. The flowers bloom quietly against a plain background, just as wisdom emerges in the stillness of thought. Academic pursuit is not only about logic, research, or structure; it is also about the elegance of ideas, the creativity that colours knowledge, and the harmony that connects disciplines. Each of us, as seekers of truth, must find our own corner of artistry within learning, whether in the way we write, the perspective we bring, or the insights we cultivate. Knowledge without art risks becoming rigid, while art without knowledge lacks depth.

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The body needs food to sustain life, the soul needs joy to be nourished

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The body needs food to sustain life, the soul needs joy to be nourished

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We have two bodies to take care of: one is the body of flesh, bones, and blood; the other is the soul, the emotions, and the life within. Every day our physical body is carried along by the rush and burdens of the outside world. Yet we must not forget to set aside a little time to nurture positive emotions and to gently comfort our inner self. Oh my dear, all things, all sorrows, will eventually pass.

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And when the heart begins to rest, our eyes start to see —
not just what burdens us, but also what quietly breathes around us.

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From this view, I see two worlds quietly meeting. The balconies, straight and cold, remind me of routine and the weight of daily life. Yet just beneath them, the garden breathes with colours and growth, whispering of freedom and renewal. It feels like a gentle lesson: even in the middle of structure and sameness, life always finds a way to bloom. Perhaps we, too, should carry a small garden within ourselves, so that while the world builds its walls, our spirit still has space to grow wild and free.

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When we learn to soothe our hearts and let stillness return,the world above begins to mirror our peace. In the quiet sky, healing continues softly, endlessly.

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The sky in this moment feels like a canvas of contrasts: light and shadow, calm and storm, hope and hesitation. The golden glow at the horizon whispers that no matter how heavy the clouds seem, the sun always finds a way to return. It is a gentle reminder that life, too, is not about chasing constant brightness, but about learning to rest within the grey and still believe in the dawn.

Every cloud passes, every storm softens, and the sky, like the human heart, remains vast enough to hold both sorrow and light.

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And when we pause long enough to feel that rhythm, nature begins to breathe through us — quietly, tenderly, like sunlight touching skin.

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Beneath the blazing noon sun, I sit under the tree canopy, watching leaves sway in the wind. Sunlight filters through the branches, touching my skin as if to remind me "I am alive". In that moment, there is no past or future, only the breath of the wind and the pure existence of now. Nature says nothing, yet somehow, it teaches us how to listen within.

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We and nature are one, inseparable and intertwined. The rhythm of life flows through every leaf, every breeze, and every ray of sunlight. Ecological living does not just sustain the planet; it nourishes our spirit and reminds us of our roots. When we live in harmony with nature, we are, in fact, returning to the purest version of ourselves.

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As our perception deepens, reflection turns into guidance. The outer clock measures time, but the inner one teaches us how to live it.

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Echoes of Discipline: Are you still dreaming, or have you awakened?

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Echoes of Discipline: Are you still dreaming, or have you awakened?

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From the perspective of the Multipurpose Building, we can see a full view of the Chengxin Building and the students engaging in their physical education activities. The sound of the school bell echoes across the space — that familiar ringing signaling the start and end of classes. This image, this sound, evokes the essence of a typical school atmosphere. The bell serves as a gentle reminder of discipline; today, we still rely on it to guide us.
One day, when we step into society, each of us must learn to “set and calibrate” our own inner clock — a clock that reminds us to persevere, to take responsibility, and to live with self-discipline.

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Yet beauty is not only what we see, it is also how we perceive. What we call “real” or “true” often depends on the lens through which we look.

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Time is both visible and invisible. Its visible form appears through clocks and numbers; its invisible form lies in the fact that, without a phone or a watch, we would have no clear sense of it. Similarly, in this universe, everything exists in duality—both tangible and intangible, side by side or within each other. For instance, you may look at the clock and see 11:44, while I perceive 11:45, and someone else might say 11:40. Without any markers, we can only roughly estimate.
Events and things are not bound by absolute right or wrong; it is only our personal perception that accepts or rejects them.

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I took this photo on the 7th floor of the Renwen Building, and even I had never noticed the hidden beauty of this small corner before. From the sunlight, the plants, the wooden planks, to the open sky; these separate elements come together to create a splendid scene. In the same way, precious things often exist quietly around us; all we need is an open heart and attentive eyes to see them. A beautiful life, too, is never made of a single shade or one element alone, but of many small pieces gathering into harmony.

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Time moves, seasons change, and we keep walking through the same paths. But every step feels new when the mind is awake. What truth is your campus whispering to you?