20250813
Fifty long years
肥肥喐喐五十年
如今已覺不新鮮
江山易改錢常在
潛移默化蜘蛛絲
為怕人生多噩夢
憂患心志打秋風
水樣金銀浸眉眼
血汗辛勞歸虛空
Fifty long years in fatty joy and relaxed,
Now I feel it’s no longer fresh.
Realms may change, but money stays on,
Creeping in silently, it weaves like spider silk.
Life full of darker dreams,
Anxious lashes at the autumn wind.
Wealth, like water, soaks my brows and eyes,
Blood, sweat, and toil, returning to the void.
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