"Only one who sees deeply can grasp the aspirations of all under Heaven: Xiahou Taichu was such a man. Only one who sees the subtle can accomplish all the affairs of the world: Sima Ziyuan was such a man. Only one who is divine can move swiftly without haste and arrive without traveling. I have heard of such a man, but have never seen one."
In the second month of spring, the timely rain arrives,
And the first thunder rumbles in the eastern sky.
All the hibernating creatures stir in their burrows,
While grass and trees stretch freely in every direction.
New swallows flutter in, paired together,
And enter my home, two by two.
Their old nest is still here,
So together they return to their former home.
Since we parted, my courtyard and gate
Have grown desolate day by day.
My heart is steadfast as stone,
But what of your feelings for me?
Author, is there any more possibility now?