退休后,儿女们见我喜好篆刻,纷纷买来一些古印谱。闲暇时翻阅这一方方古印,常让我感到一种历史的沧桑感和沉重感。有的印章已经字迹模糊,边角缺损,印文已不可辨。它是如何从宫廷流落到民间的?满身疮痍、累累伤痕,似乎在默默诉说着它在人间流浪的历程。 After retirement, my sons and daughters see me like seal, have bought some ancient imprint. Reading this square during the free time, often make me feel a sense of the vicissitudes of history and heavy. Some stamps have been illegible, missing corners, imprinting is not yet clear. How did it flow from the court to the private sector? It was covered in sores and scars. It seemed to silently tell the story of its wandering in the world.