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Being born as a human in this life is truly unexpected.
I come from a peasant family,
When I was born, there were no extraordinary signs in the sky, and my parents had only a basic understanding of literacy,
Living in a thatched cottage, not from a scholarly family,
Surviving by cultivating a few acres of thin fields,
Only with the blessings of my mother's love and my father's kindness,
Can I curl up in the bustling world.
Eight years of schooling, just to obtain a basic education,
Abandoning the pen calmly, without achieving any extraordinary accomplishments,
Although my life is as fragile as paper, my heart resents the high heavens,
Crawling through the mortal world, persevering through countless setbacks, immersing myself in the smoke and dust, occasionally finding a moment of freedom.
Although I may not have the wealth of a carriage, I delight in dancing with words and playing with ink,
Living among the common people, observing the imperial court, occasionally pretending to be profound and putting on airs.
I dare not remove my disguise in front of others, nor do I dare to face the dirtiness of my own heart in private.
To be a good person, one must not only start well but also finish well; when doing evil, one must not indulge completely,
Greed for wealth, yet afraid of being rejected by society; lustful desires, often cowardly,
Neither a world-conquering demon nor a world-renowned hero.
Offering incense at temples, bowing to Buddha when encountering one, indulging in food and drink,
When releasing life, I am filled with compassion; when taking life, my hand is swift with the knife,
I have disappointed Guanyin and also disappointed the Buddha,
Wasting half of my life, with no remarkable past to look back on, and lacking youthful ambition when looking towards the future,
Living in the mundane world, stealing time, wasting the years.
I feel guilty as a son, for not fulfilling my filial duties and bringing peace to my parents.
I am uneasy as a father, for not shouldering the responsibilities of a father and enjoying the love of my children.
I blame myself as a friend, for not being sincere and loyal to my friends, lamenting the difficulty of finding true confidants in this world.
Being born as a human in this life is truly unexpected,
Due to the lack of reference and experience, I ask for your understanding for any shortcomings that may not meet your expectations.