偶尔,会想到死。总是年龄的缘故,马上就要凑足五十这个整数,身前身后,两头看看,已经是前头的路儿短,后面的路儿长了。想着死亡这件事情并不需要期待,它随时都可能光顾我的生活,便觉得人生无常了。所以那天看到五十岁的王国维言:“五十之年,只欠一死。”倒真正地凛冽了一下。 一九二六年十二月,先生刚刚在家中摆过了五十 Occasionally, think of death. Always the reason of age, we must gather fifty full this integer, in front of him, two look, is already the first road children short, the road behind the children grow. Thinking of death does not need to look forward to this event, it may patronize my life at any time, they feel the impermanence of life. So I saw the 50-year-old Wang Wei-wen that day: “Fifty years, I owe only one death.” It was really cold for a moment. In December 1926, Sir had just passed fifty at home