The ancient did everything

according to his own will,

whether he was loneliness or riot

whether they were greatness or small.

Bookworms talk about，that prison in coffin，

With their shallowness and profanity.

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Bound grave dweller laugh at bookworms,

For their ignorance and pedantry.

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If our steps of life stop when we first meet

at the short second，

you wouldn’t lament to fan like moonlight

in the autumn wind。

When old friend changed the heart

On original ，in the vicissitudes of age.

He just said in faltly, the heart

of old friends，are easy to change.