1. Even though what has gone has gone and what has come is coming, how hurried is it in between? ——Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry"

2. In silence Counting on it, more than seven thousand six hundred days have slipped away from my hands; just like drops of water on a needle's tip dripping into the ocean, my days were dripping into the flow of time, without sound or shadow. ——Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry"

3. You are smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? ——Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry"

4. The swallows have gone, but there will be a time to come again; the willows have withered, but there is a time to be green again; the peach blossoms have faded, but there is a time to bloom again. But tell me, wise one, why are our days gone forever? ——Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry"

5. When I first saw the red spring flowers, it turned into winter in a blink of an eye. Hurry, in a hurry, the year easily comes to an end, and the time passes without a trace... ——Zhu Ziqing's "Hurry"