When you have a pleasure you must enjoy it;
Once you get the right time—don’t waste it!
Although it is said one has a hundred years,
Can one fills up all thirty-six thousand days
And the same number of nights? Am I right?
Your staying in the world lasts only a while,
All these talks of cash—don't make a fuss!
The last chapter of the ‘Book of Filial Piety’
Sets out the parental love as a thankless job
And that’s exactly what I get the hang of life
But at the very end, alas, of my severe trials.
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