Dew will be dried by the morning sun.
Spring scatters the hope of happiness all over the earth,
All living things show great vitality.
I'm only worried about the rustling autumn,
The leaves are yellow, but the grass is withered.
Thousands of rivers flow eastward into the sea,
When will it be possible to flow west again?
The same is true of people who don't work hard in their teens.
When you are old, you will only regret it.