諸經要集 6.71

6.71

Floating clouds drift north and south with no place to return; / Wandering guests roam east and west—what can they rely upon? / Yuan Xian might secretly hope for dregs and chaff, / But how could one dare aspire to the richness of the Tian family? / Gloomy and dark, the veranda courtyard is cut off from horses and carriages; / Desolate and still, the overgrown door conceals a mat curtain. / In days of old, one stole light while begrudging the leftover shine; / Today, at the end of the road, one vainly deceives oneself.