Please give me some advice on ancient poetry.

1. There is nothing to do. I seem to have seen Yan before.

2. Worry about the world first, and enjoy it later.

I will sit on a fishing rod and lean lazily by the stream, but I suddenly dream of driving a boat and sailing towards the sun.

There are hundreds of fish in the pond, so it is helpless to swim empty.

Please give the best answer. . . . . . Adoption. . . . . .