In spring, thunder rumbled and insects sounded. As soon as I turned around, I left the mud. When you first know you are in and out, once you change, you will become a dragon.
Guanyin Lingqian: Poetry
This is like a hundred insects singing. It is a good omen to meet noble people in everything.
Before Guanyin: abstaining from the moon
The thunder was loud. In and out, in and out. Once it changes. Until Tianmen.