Our reunions are even more sentimental, now we are aged.
Dishes casually laid, we chattered and bantered;
Candles dimly lit, we recounted life to each other.
Oceans apart we had been, day after day, for the past three years.
Miles away I would travel, in dirt and sand, to the frontier.
When would I return, you are about to ask.
Ask the migrating geese for messages, my dear.

少年離別意非輕,
老去相逢亦愴情。
草草杯盤供笑語,
昏昏燈火話平生。
自憐湖海三年隔,
又作塵沙萬里行。
欲問後期何日是,
寄書應見雁南征。
摘自『王安石.示長安君』
快樂可以很簡單,有時只需要跟多年沒見的朋友,草草杯盤供笑語,昏昏燈火話平生,滿足也可以這樣達到了。
人生太短太短,不知足又可如何呢?
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