十年生死两茫茫……想象着苏轼夜半拭泪醒来,仍恍如不知其妻王弗是真的香魂归来或者只是一个梦?真的只是一个梦吗?那般的对镜理红妆,那般的浅笑盈盈,那般的双颊绯红绕指温柔,竟只是十年前的片段?那般的那般又是何时深植于这物逝飞快的十年记忆的呢?于是苏轼微叹了一口气,满腹愁思只换作轻轻地道出:十年生死两茫茫……爱情与死亡是永恒的主题,尤其是有着死亡段落的爱情。可叹这样的惊心动魄竟被这轻轻淡淡的七个字道尽了。900 After ten years of death and death, I imagine that Su Shi woke up half-a-half of tears, still wondering if his wife, Wang Fu, is really a return of a real person or just a dream? Is it really just a dream? That kind of red makeup, That kind of light smile, and the cheeks blushing around the fingers are gentle, but it was only a fragment of ten years ago. What kind of time is it so deeply embedded in this decade of fast passing memory? Sigh a little sigh, full of wistful thoughts only for gently revealing: ten years of life and death two ... ... love and death are the eternal theme, especially the love with a passage of death. It’s a pity that such a thrilling and heartbreaking experience has been drastically reduced by these seven words. 900