In this garden of cognitive intelligence, let our minds talk, smell the fragrance of thoughts…
In the quiet of the deep valley,
the beam of light warms up-
the atmosphere near me;
like snowflakes falling, soft and free,
the fragrance of thoughts,
bloom in the mind deep.
Oh, the fragrance of thoughts,
charming as flower blossom,
a garden of memories,
where our life experiences feel;
in every moment, in every sigh,
the scent of our thoughts delights us so wonderfully.
Through the corridors of time, we roam,
each idea is a seed, and the value is light glow;
with transcendental changes, the vision is alive,
in the fragrance of thoughts, our spirits thrive.
In the silence, we find the clue,
at every creative momentum, our passion flows;
like a breeze carrying the sense of aroma,
the fragrance of thoughts, a story untold.
So let’s breathe deep, let the shadow out of thoughts;
let's deepen our understanding, make fragrant influence;
with every new dawn, make our visions unfold,
in this garden of cognitive intelligence,
let our minds talk, smell the fragrance of thoughts…
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