This entry explains idiom Xin jin huo chuan from Zhuangzi ‑ Yangshengzhu. It figuratively means physical beings may perish, yet wisdom, culture and spirit get handed down continuously across generations.
The white sun sinks into the western river;The pale moon rises over the eastern ridge.For ten thousand miles, its boundless radiance gleams;Vast and clear, a brilliant expanse fills the sky.The wind sweeps through the doors and windows;In the dead of night, my pillow and mat grow cold.Sensing the changing air, I realize the seasons…
Others have riches; I have a spirit of benevolence. Others have high rank; I have a sense of righteousness.