@2025: 《众生赋》

In the vast world, every being has its own cage. Some experience mismatched fates yet end up with virtuous children, while some couples are harmonious, but are plagued by physical frailty. Those strong as iron often lament their empty pockets. The wealthy may complain about their unworthy offspring. Youthful success can vanish like smoke, while a life of delay may eventually lead to greatness in old age. Sincere feelings may encounter a heartless scoundrel, yet can still attract a devoted partner. Children, clever and eager to leave the nest, while simple-minded offspring bring laughter at their knees. Hardworking as a bee, one may toil all life just to make ends meet, while cunning as a merchant, one may achieve temporary success and be called a magnate. Those who harbor talent find themselves lost in the bustling marketplace. Those chasing profits ultimately become mere dust in the waves. Literary talents are bound by fame and profit, while the powerful in the temple suffer from political strife. Merchants stockpiling goods face poor sales, while farmers wielding hoes pray for abundant harvests. Has heaven ever shown favoritism? The worldly affairs have rarely been complete since ancient times. The bright moon wanes and waxes cyclically, and mountains and rivers unpredictably crack and fall. How much more so for mere flesh and blood? In the vast expanse of heaven and earth, who is not but a speck of dust? The road of life is fraught with difficulties, filled with travelers weathered by the elements. Destiny, like a chess game, changes with each move, and life is akin to a series of new tea cups. The myriad ways of making a living are like the smoke and fire of daily life, each hiding its own storms and wearing its own frost. Those preoccupied with gains and losses only increase their troubles by three thousand. Those who content themselves with their lot find peace in their own corner. Do not envy others for building high towers; cherish the warmth of your own hearth. By guarding one’s contentment with three parts, a clear breeze will naturally knock on one’s heart’s door. [抱拳]