"You were born before I was born, but I was born before you were old. You hate that I was born late, but I hate that you were born early."
When I was fifteen years old, I first saw this poem inscribed on Tongguan kiln porcelain from the Tang Dynasty in my grandfather's study. Chen Shangjun compiled and edited the second volume of "Supplement to the Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty", Volume 56 of "The Supplement to the Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty", Anonymous Five-Character Poetry, page 1642, Zhonghua Book Company, October 1992 edition.
Years later, when "they" came to talk to me, I thought again of this little poem, to which someone had added the following paragraph:
"Before you gave birth to me, I gave birth to you and you are already old.
I wish I could live with you at the same time, but I will be with you every day.
I was not born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born.
I am far away from you, but you are separated from me by the corner of the ocean.
I was not born before you were born, but I was already old when you were born.
It turns into a butterfly to look for flowers, and roosts on fragrant grass every night. "
I pay attention to a corner of my heart to commemorate a love in the lost youth, the gardenia girl in the white skirt, the crystal necklace in the red velvet box, the first pair of denim shorts... When you are here, you are everything, when you are not there, everything is you.
I am the only one who is still laughing at my youthful self at that time. My dear, I only wish you all the best.