The situation treats no one well, and the hair grows into silk. ——Li Bai

The prime years will never come back again, and it is difficult to come back to the morning every day. You should be encouraged in time, and time waits for no one. ——Tao Yuanming

The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night. ?——Confucius

In life, if a white horse passes through the gap between heaven and earth, it will happen suddenly. ——Zhuangzi

The sky can be mended, the sea can be filled, and the southern mountains can be moved. The sun and the moon have passed and cannot be traced back. ——?Zeng Guofan

Tomorrow comes tomorrow, there are so many tomorrows, I live waiting for tomorrow, everything will be wasted. If the world is tired of tomorrow, spring will pass and autumn will come, and old age will come. In the morning, you can see the water flowing eastward, and in the evening, you can see the sun setting in the west. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years? Please listen to my song of tomorrow. ——Wen Jia's "Song of Tomorrow"

Today is the same as today, how little today is! If you don’t do it today, when will this happen? It is a pity that today is not the day of a hundred years of life! If Yangu waits for the arrival of the Ming Dynasty, there will be Ming Dynasty affairs in the Ming Dynasty. I will compose today's poem for you. Please start working hard today. ——Wen Jia's "Today's Poems"

The sage does not value a foot of wall but an inch of shade. ——"Huainanzi·Yuan Daoxun"

Lao Ranran is approaching, and he is afraid that he will not be able to cultivate his reputation. ——Qu Yuan, Chu of the Warring States Period

The east corner has passed, and it is not too late to mulberry trees. ——Wang Bo of the Tang Dynasty

The wind is blowing in the daytime, and the scenery is flowing to the west. ——Three Kingdoms·Wei·Cao Zhi

Any saving is ultimately a saving of time. ——Marx

All human abilities are nothing more than a mixture of patience and time. ——Balzac?

Those who forget today will be forgotten tomorrow. ——Goethe

The hard-working bee never has time for sorrow.

—— Blake