Friend, I once sad also also jubilate too had cried,
Also want to break through the layer upon layer chains of the life,
Go to my invisible distance,
What can be died to death by the life is press here, cannot move!
Can we can how?
Or so of the destiny, my change from estimate one's abilities,
Who had ever cared? Who does cross?
Live in instantly, had done oneself!
The Mencius says, end criterion pay attention to one's own moral uplift without thought of others, amount to a the world holding aid concurrently. ?
