Holding the spring of life in my hands. I only feel that it comes fresh and It is an intense wine, fresh and frothy Into my ambition, my toil, my adventure. It was as if a garden that no one had ever visited before As if it was about to be revealed to me. But now, suddenly facing the grave I look coldly back at my past I see its twists and turns of irrigated sorrow and joy All disappeared into an ancient desert. Then I realise that all my efforts I know that all my efforts have accomplished nothing more than ordinary life. 《冥想》穆旦把生命的突泉捧在我手里，我只觉得它来得新鲜，是浓烈的酒，清新的泡沫，注入我的奔波、劳作、冒险。仿佛前人从未经临的园地就要展现在我的面前。但如今，突然面对着坟墓，我冷眼向过去稍稍回顾，只见它曲折灌溉的悲喜都消失在一片亘古的荒漠，这才知道我的全部努力不过完成了普通的生活。 Twitter：@camelliayang Instagram：@camelliayang Clubhouse: @camelliayang Website: https://www.camelliayang.com/

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