有人说,生命是儿时的无知,童时的天真,青年的成熟,中年的练达。有人说,生命是杨玉环手中的轻罗小扇,是昭君出塞的风沙,是貂禅口中的吕布,是西子坠湖时溅起的水花。有人说,生命是余晖衬夕阳、青松立峭壁;是万里平沙落秋雁,三月阳春映白雪;是宝刀快马,金貂美酒,冷月狐歌的漂泊。 Some people say that life is the ignorance of childhood, the innocence of childhood, the maturity of youth, and the practice of middle age. Some people say that life is the light and small fan in Yang Yuhuan’s hands, and it is the sand of Zhaojun’s outfall. It is Lübu in the mouth of Zhazi. It is the spray splashed by Xizi when it falls from the lake. Some people say that life is the setting for the sunset and the ridges of blue pines; the Wanqipingsha falls Qiuyan, and the March Yangchun reflects the white snow; it is the swiftness of the swords, horses, wines, and foxes.