The author is anonymous in the Han Dynasty.
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
The river runs to the sea, and when will it return to the west?
If young people don't work in time, they will only regret for life when they are old.
Translation annotation
Sunflowers in the garden are lush, and Ran Ran rises in the glittering and translucent morning sun.
Spring scatters hope all over the earth, and everything shows prosperity.
I am always afraid that the cold autumn will come, the leaves will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
When can a hundred rivers run to the sea and return to the west?
If young people don't work hard in time, they will only regret it for a lifetime when they are old.