诗人是一个总是说真话的骗子。
译文:人生就像一场梦,百年光阴很容易就过去了。梅花绽放时,泉水开始涌动,雪花飞舞处,大雁不见踪迹,只留下一片空旷。不如一醉解千愁,等待春风到来。
Theoretically there is a perfect possibility of happiness: believing in the indestructible element within oneself, and not striving towards it.