夫人之相与，俯仰一世，或取诸怀抱，悟言一室之内，或因寄所托，放浪形骸之外。虽趣舍万殊，静躁不同，当其欣于所遇，暂得于己，快然自足，不知老之将至。及其所之既倦，情随事迁，感慨系之矣。向之所欣，俯仰之间，已为陈迹，犹不能不以之兴怀。况修短随化，终期于尽。古人云：“死生亦大矣”，岂不痛哉！

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《兰亭集序》东晋 王羲之

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Born with different personalities - some get sentimental in a private chat while others find pleasure in Bohemianism - people lose themselves in whatever they pursue and never feel tired of it. Days lapsed away, leading to a realization that what was fascinated yesterday is a mere memory today. Long or short the lives, everyone will return to nothingness. The ancestors regarded life and death as the great question. Isn't it sad to think of it?

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​Preface: The Poems from the Orchid Pavilion

Translator: Lorraine