Please don't tell me in sad poems,
Please don't tell me in sad poems;
Life is just an empty dream!
Life is just an empty dream!
Because the sleeping soul is dead
Because the sleeping soul is like death,
Things are not what they seem.
Things are not what they seem.
Life is real! Life is serious!
Life is real! Life is warm!
The grave is not its goal;
The goal of life is never the grave;
You are dust, and to dust,
You are dust, and you belong to dust.
Not the soul.
This sentence does not refer to our spirit.
Not happy, not sad,
Our destination is not happiness,
It is our destiny and our way;
This is not sadness,
But to act,
Do solid work
That's all for tomorrow.
Is our way,
Found that we were farther away than today.
Keep moving forward every day and make continuous progress.
Art is long and time is short.
Time is fleeting, but the ocean of art is boundless.
Our hearts, though strong and brave.
Our hearts-brave and strong,
Still, like a low drum, it is beating.
But like a copper drum covered with cloth,
The funeral procession went to the grave.
I often play funeral music.
In the vast battlefield of the world,
In this camp of life,
In the camp of life,
In this vast world battlefield,
Don't be like a dumb cow being driven away!
Don't be a dumb animal that has been driven away.
Become a hero in the fight!
Be a hero and shoot at once!
Don't believe in the future. How delightful!
Don't trust the future, no matter how happy it is!
Let the dead past bury its dead!
Let the dead past bury everything!
Act, act, and live in the present!
For god's sake, we have the courage,
So, let's act,
Let's get up and do it,
With a heart for any fate;
Make up your mind no matter what happens;
Still realizing, still pursuing.
Keep winning, keep pursuing,
Learn to work and wait.
Learn to work hard and learn to wait patiently.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow