A poem expressing a short time.

Water falls in spring, and heaven and earth advise you not to cherish gold clothes. Advise you to cherish tomorrow when you are a teenager. There are so many tomorrows. I live to wait for tomorrow, and everything will be wasted. When youth is gray, an inch of time and an inch of gold are hard to buy. If people are tired of tomorrow, they will go to Qiu Lai veterans in spring to watch the water flow eastward and the sun set.