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If swallow go away,they will come back again. If willows wither,they will turn green again.If peach blossoms fade, they will flower again.But,tell me,you the wise,why should our days go by never to return?Perhaps they have been
stolen by someone.But who could it be and where could he hide them?Perhaps they have just run away by themselves.But where could they be at present moment.
I don't know how many days I am entitled to altogether,but,my quota of them is undoubtedly wearing away.Counting up silently,I find that more than 8,0000 days have already slipped away through my fingers.Like a drop of water falling off a needle point into the ocean,my days are quietly dripping into the stream of time without leaving a trace.At the thought of this, sweat oozes from my forehead and tears tickle down my cheeks.
What is gone is gone,what is to come keeps coming.How swift is the between!When I get up in the morning,
the slanting sun cast two or three squarish patches of light into my small room.The sun has feet too,edging away
softly and stealthily.And without konwing it,I am already caught in its revolution. Thus the day flows away through
the sink when I wash my hands;vanishes in the rice bowl when I have my meal ;passes away quietly before the fixed gaze of my eyes when I am lost in reverie.Aware of its fleeting presence, I reach out for it only to find it brushing past my out-stretched hands.In the evening, when I lie on my bed, it nimbly strides over my body and flits past my feet.By the time when I open my eyes to meet the sun again, another day is already gone .I heave aaasign,my head buried my hands.But, in the midst of my sights,a new day is flashing past.
Living in this world with its fleeting days and teeming,what can I da but wave and wander live a transient life?
What have I been doing during the 8,000 fleeting days except wavering and wandering ?The bygone days,like wisps of smoke, have been dispersed by gentle winds,and,like thin mists,have been evaporated by the rising sun.What traces have I felt behind?No, nothing,not even gossamer-like traces.I have come to this world stark naked,and in
the twinkling of an eye .I am go to back as stark naked as ever.However, I am taking it very much to heart:why should I be made to pass throught this world for nothing at all?
You the wise,would you tell me please: why should our days go by never to return?
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