当时只道是寻常:纳兰容若词传 (Ordinary at the Very Moment: Nanlanrongruo and His Ci)

名是什么?利是什么?在名利之间可否有情的立足之地?纵观华夏千年,繁华背后隐藏着点点黑色的烟雾,惆怅的、迷离的、缥缈的,像朵妖娆的曼陀罗花,恣意地漫山遍野开放,将原有的美好变得不再美好,将原本的平和变得不再平和。芬芳中,轻轻翻开历史发黄的篇章,我们会看到历朝历代君主的气吞山河,会看到文人墨客的英姿飒爽,更会在墨香中嗅到寒梅的清冷与悲凉。(What is fame? What is fortune? Is there any room for love between fame and fortune? Throughout China in about thousands of years, there is hidden black smoke behind prosperity and glamour, melancholy, blurred, ethereal, like a flirtatious datura flower, willfully in blossom all around; the original beauty becomes no longer, and original peace ceases forever. In fragrance, gently turn yellow pages in history, we could see in dynasties emperors triumph by, bright and stunning men of letters, and more is the plum in the ink smell, cold and sad.)