Author Bai Juyi 战马春放归,农牛冬歇息。何独徇名人,终身役心力?来者殊未已,去者不知还。我今悟已晚,六十方退闲。犹胜不悟者,老死红尘间。名无高与卑,未得多健羡。事无小与大,已得多厌贱。如此常自苦,反此或自安。此理知甚易,此道行甚难。勿信人虚语,君当事上看。 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments