花易謝,霧易失,夢易逝,雲易散,物尤如此,情何以堪?
google: 物尤如此,情何以堪? 是說沒有思想的事物都是如此，感情又怎麽能承受這種打擊呢？ 在不同的語境解釋略有不同
Flowers are easy to wither, fog is easy to roll away, dreams are easy to disappear, and clouds are easy to disiplate. I can't even stand seeing things declining, not to mention love.
