POEM TIME
Do you not see the yellow river come from the sky, rushing into the sea and never comes back?
Do you not see the mirror bright in chambers high, grieve over your snow-white hair though once it was silk black?
When hopes are won, oh! drink your fill in high delight and never leave your wine cup empty in moonlight.
Interpretation: when you have the chance or opportunity to do something do it because you might not have the chance again, don't procrastinate. "Do you not see the yellow river come the sky rushing into the sea and never comes back?
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