I have read the English translation of a poem written by Bai Juyi, which is about the absurd life of a young official. Who can provide the original Chinese text?

sad journey

Bai Juyi

Sadly, as a Confucian, I am not tired of mechanics.

Reading is dull and holding a pen is clumsy.

The top ten is the first, and fame is often bitter and late.

Even with officials, the temple became silk.

Poverty and youth are suitable for poverty and meanness.

The husband is old and sick, so he can't use money.

There is a smell of milk in the thick Zhumen Building.

Looks like a woman, bright.

If you don't hold the book in your hand, you won't wear clothes.

Twenty hits the title, and the door carries honor and wealth.

When spring comes, the sun will rise. Why not take it lightly?

In the morning, you will drink wine from Bo Tu, and in the evening, you will have an architectural promotion period.

Seal off the flat, pay off the wine debt, and pile up gold beauty contests.

Tone, color, dogs and horses are all ignorant.

Mountain seedlings pine trees, high and low terrain.

In ancient times, nothing could be done except being sad by yourself.

The simple translation is as follows:

Never tire of learning, as long as there is light.

Keep writing with a pen until your fingers ache.

Ten times the effort, success is always late.

When I got the official position, my two beards were gray.

What is fate and his joy?

When I was young and strong, I was down and out.

Money and fame are meaningless when you are old and sick.

In the luxurious scarlet concierge,

A wet behind the ears, youthful face.

Just look like a teenager's fair skin.

He doesn't need to fight like a soldier.

He inherited his father's business at the age of 20,

Spring goes and spring comes,

Wearing light clothes and riding beautiful horses.

Enjoying a proud and comfortable life.

Keep company with gamblers and drunks during the day.

There are Caballe beauties in the evening.

Father's legacy

All wasted on drinking and having fun.

In the end, all he knows is drinking, singing and playing with dogs and horses.

Look at that hill. The tall pine trees are full of weeds.

They are all fresh life.

The yearning for the sublime.

A person who is content with humility

In fact, everything in this world

This has been the case since ancient times.

Poor guy.

If you are still trapped in such sadness.

Please don't forget:

You are not alone.