Tuikong

In the quiet village of Tuikong's grace,

A lady named Tuikong, with a determined face.

She sought knowledge in books and degrees,

Thinking education was found in certificates with ease.

Through lectures and exams, she diligently strived,

Believing diplomas would make her feel alive.

Yet in her heart, a subtle whisper grew,

Education, she realized, was more than she knew.

In the depth of wisdom, beyond paper's sheen,

Tuikong discovered, it's the journey, not just the routine.

Not confined by classrooms or scholarly lore,

Education blooms in life's lessons, rich and more.

She learned from the rivers that gently flow,

And the winds that carry stories to and fro.

The vibrant colors of the sky above,

Taught her lessons that no degree could prove.

In the embrace of nature, she found her school,

Where the essence of learning was a limitless pool.

Not measured by grades or certificates to show,

But by the growth within, letting knowledge flow.

Tuikong, enlightened, embraced the truth,

Education's essence lies beyond a youth.

It's the understanding, the wisdom she gained,

In life's vibrant tapestry, beautifully framed.