Poetry about overcoming difficulties

There will be times when strong winds and waves break. Thousands of sails will pass by the side of a sunken boat in the sea. Thousands of trees in front of the diseased trees must be useful for me to grow in spring. Thousands of gold will come back after all. Falling red is not a heartless thing. It is not a pity to turn into spring mud to protect the flower clothes, but it is not against the old people's ambitions; the martyrs are ambitious in their old age