Miscellaneous Feelings: A large piece of chaos is cut out. Original text:
A large piece of chaos is cut out, and it is swirling in a big circle. I can't count it, but I know how many thousands of years it has been. Xixuan made the book deed, which is five thousand years old today. From the perspective of my descendants, I think I am three generations ahead. Confucian scholars love to respect the past and study ancient papers every day; they have no words from the Six Classics and dare not put them into poetry. The ancients discarded the dross and salivated when they saw it; they followed their habits and plagiarized and committed crimes. The loess is the same as the people, how can we be foolish and virtuous now and in the past? If the present is suddenly the past, how long ago has it been cut off? The bright window is wide open, and cigarettes are steaming in the blast furnace; on the left are Duanxi inkstones, and on the right are Xue Tao's notes; I write with my own hand, how can I be restrained in ancient times! There is a popular saying today, and if I were to read it in a compendium, future generations of five thousand years would be astonished by the beauty of the ancient times. Miscellaneous Sense·Chaos Translation
Translation It’s been countless years since the beginning of the world, and changes in history are common. In our time, future generations look the same as we look at the three ancient generations. But now many people respect the ancients and restore them, and simply imitate the ancients in form. They salivate when they see the dregs abandoned by the ancients, and even dig into the piles of old papers to plagiarize and make mistakes, resulting in many sins. We are also made of loess, and we write our own thoughts in our own handwriting. Why must we stick to the past? Even if it is today's common saying, if we write it well today.
People five thousand years later are also amazed by the brilliance of ancient cultural relics!
Poetry works: Miscellaneous Feelings·A Chunk of Chaos Poetry Author: Huang Zunxian, Qing Dynasty Poetry Category: Farewell, Sentiment, Farewell