There were some white hairs, some wrinkles of age, but I was amazed at how their noble feeling had never diminished with the years. Their minds were riding high, better than ever. What power was it that upheld their reverence toward literature and kept their courage as strong as ever?
有的白了幾根頭髮，有的添了幾條時間的痕跡，然而我訝異詩人們豪情不減當年，意興飛揚，尤有過之，是什麼力量支撐他們尚文精神勇猛如昔？