Don't put your life into it.
It's too hard to think about.
Walking through the reverse journey of life,
The vicissitudes of life,
Inevitably, it will be wandering and sorrowful,
There will be bitter rain and cold resentment,
There will also be the sadness of the moon-setting birds chirping.
But finite life,
We are not allowed,
Squander that part of life,
Bittersweet and sour.
After experiencing the bitterness of wind and cold haze,
will break the cocoon,
Sunny days,
The bustling fall is bland,
After the hustle and bustle, it is peaceful.
The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility 
The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility The prosperity is all bland, and the hustle and bustle is followed by peace and tranquility One point no. Yang Kewen shan si xue shui
