读英国女诗人Amy Levy（1861--1889）的一首诗，Epitaph，《墓志铭》。写芸芸众生之死。我读了，仿佛是写给每一位中国人。

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This is the end of him, this is best.

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Never again will he smile and smile
When his heart is breaking all the while.
He will never stretch out his hands in vain
Groping and groping—never again.
Never ask for bread, get a stone instead,
Never pretend that the stone is bread.

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This is the end of him, here he lies.

再也不会了。再也不会：脸上笑啊笑啊，心口疼啊疼啊；再也不会：伸出双手，无助摸索，渴求面包，却赐得砖石。再也不会：欺骗自己，把那石头，当成面包。

我这一代的中国人哪，苟且于这个指鹿为马的时代；再不觉醒，再不抗争，我们的墓志铭上，就会这样写满遗憾。