Weep, o' Willow.

Weep, for you of little stature, little talent, little luck. Weep for you, so insignificant, so tiny. So small.

Weep, o' Willow or stand. Stand and defy all, o' sapling.

Stand, Willow; for one day, you might become a tree.

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Cultivation requires talent, luck, and wealth to succeed quickly.

You need bountiful comprehension, with a body of equal measure. You need the ability of luck, to burst past bottlenecks and survive in a dying world where everything wants to kill you. And finally, you needed the resources to fuel your talent and luck.

You need all three to succeed quickly.

One, however, is all that's needed to succeed slowly.

Let Luck be with you, my friends.