Since Ancient Times, Beauty Has Been Like a Great General: No One Wants to See Her Grow Old

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famed generals: neither can escape the sight of their hair turning white.

Youth fades as the wind bruises the bud; pride cannot last, any more than a boat can defy the flowing tide.

A few lines in the history books record heroic bones; half a cup of earthly wine lights up bright eyes.

Do not lament the years that steal your beauty. Let your glorious name endure for all time.