<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373400" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To The Recluse, Wei Pa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and<br>Shang constellations, one of which rises as the other one sets. What lucky<br>chance is it, then, that brings us together this evening under the light of<br>this same lamp? Youth and vigor last but a little time. -- Each of us now has<br>greying temples. Half of the friends we ask each other about are dead, and our<br>shocked cries sear the heart. Who could have guessed that it would be twenty<br>years before I sat once more beneath your roof? Last time we parted you were<br>still unmarried, but now here suddenly is a row of boys and girls who<br>smilingly pay their respects to their father's old friend. They ask me where I<br>have come from; but before I have finished dealing with their questions, the<br>children are hurried off to fetch us wine. Spring chives are cut in the rainy<br>dark, and there is freshly steamed rice mixed with yellow millet. `Come, we<br>don't meet often!' you hospitably urge, pouring out ten cupfuls in rapid<br>succession. That I am still not drunk after ten cups of wine is due to the<br>strength of the emotion which your unchanging friendship inspires. Tomorrow<br>the peak will lie between us, and each will be lost to the other, swallowed up<br>in the world's affairs.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Du+Fu">Du Fu</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373400" data-title="To The Recluse, Wei Pa de Du Fu" data-description="Often in this life of ours we resemble, in our failure to meet, the Shen and Shang constellations, one of which rises as the other one sets. What lucky chance is it, then, that brings us together this evening under the light of this same lamp? You..."></div> </div> </div>

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