I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.
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In the end, the boys took the initiative to admit their mistakes to Tao Xingzhi, feeling that they shouldn't have hit their classmates no matter what.
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.
I wash my hands of those who imagine chattering to be knowledge, silence to be ignorance, and affection to be art.
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