"Life is like clouds and dew in the morning. I would rather wait for the long rope to see the scenery than do it." - "Book of Zhou·Biography of Xiao Daquan"
Floating clouds, morning dew,
Cold and light, light is bright, and fiber is dancing.
The immortal sounds are heard in the mortal world, pondering the whirling sound,
Many people are like falling stars or flowing fire.
Time flies and life is short.
With a little smile, look at the floating clouds and the morning dew.
When all the storms have cleared,
People in this world,
How will it be told.