天阔云高,溪横水远,晚日寒生轻晕。闲阶静、杨花渐少,朱门掩、莺声犹嫩。悔匆匆、过却清明,旋占得、馀芳已成幽恨。却几日阴沉,连宵慵困,起来韶华都尽。孤灯不明思欲绝,卷帷望月空长叹。No one could seriously think that anyone who grows up poor, lives in a bad neighborhood, and attends an inferior school has an opportunity equal to that of someone more favored. |