原文 “Until bit by bit the walls of the ego recede, and your life become increasingly merged in the universal life, and rushing passionately past boulders and over waterfalls. Gradually the river grows wider, the banks recede, the waters flow more quietly, and in the end. Without any visible break, they become merged in the ocean, and painlessly lose their individual being. The man who, in old age, can see his life in this

秋风未肃绿未夭 柔光抚柳影窈窕 白塔残荷遥相对 孤舟泊岸绿水悄 曾经在北海边上，故宫后面的一个大院里工作过短暂的一段时间。在一个庞大机构中工作，感受到的是无比的不自在。

Here I love you. In the dark pines the wind disentangles itself. The moon glows like phosphorus on the vagrant waters. Days, all one kind, go chasing each other. The snow unfurls in dancing figures. A silver gull slips down from the west. Sometimes a sail. High, high stars. Oh the black cross of a ship. Alone. 我在这里爱你 在树影婆娑的昏暗中放开自己 如月光映

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