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Which famous saying Zhu Xi wrote about cherishing time, that a teenager who doesn't work hard is sad?

1. If a young man doesn't work hard, the old man will be sad. -Han dynasty-anonymous

Translation: If you don't work hard when you are young and strong, it's useless to be sad when you are old.

2. When the day is empty, youth will never come again. -Tang Dynasty-Lin Kuan's

Translation: Don't waste the day, youth only comes once, and there is no chance to come again.

3. An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time. -Tang Dynasty-Wang Zhenbai's Two Poems of Bailudong

Translation: Every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold, but an inch of gold cannot buy an inch of time.

4. Tomorrow is tomorrow, and there are many tomorrows. -Ming Dynasty-Qian Fu's Song of Tomorrow

Translation: Tomorrow is another tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are.

Extended information:

Zhu Ziqing's famous saying of cherishing time is as follows:

1. When washing your hands, the days pass from the basin; When eating, the days pass in the bowl; When I was silent, I walked through my staring eyes. I felt that he was in a hurry, and when I reached out to help him, he passed me again. When it was dark, I was lying in bed, and he quickly crossed me and flew away from my feet.

When I opened my eyes to say goodbye to the sun, another day passed, and I covered my face with my hands and sighed. But the shadow of the new day began to flash with a sigh.

2. Swallows may have gone, but they will always come back. Willow withered, green again. The peach blossoms have withered, but they will bloom again. But you are smart, tell me, why are our days gone forever? Someone stole them: who is that? Where did he hide it? They escaped by themselves, and now where are they?

3. I don't know how many days they gave me. But I do feel my hands are getting empty. Counting silently, more than 8 thousand days have slipped away from me; Like a drop of water on the needle tip in the sea, my days are dripping in the stream of time, without sound or shadow. Sweat fell from my forehead and tears fell from my cheeks.