If you look forward, you cannot see the images of the past. If you look backwards, you do not see a legacy to come. If you contemplate your insignificant existence in an infinite world, it forces you to drop tears.
陈子昂
前不见古人,后不见来者;
念天地之悠悠,独怆然而涕下。
王维
《竹里馆》
独坐幽篁(huang2)里,弹琴复长啸。
深林人不知,明月来相照。
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