白發青絲一瞬間,年華老去向誰言。
春風若有憐花意,可否許我再少年?
Ode to Grey Hair by Anonymous
From sleek black to grey lock in a blink of an eye,
To whom could I bemoan how fast my prime years fly?
O, east wind, if you pity a blossom like me,
Could you please render me back to a youthful guy?
Tr. Ziyuzile
26/04/2024
(to be revised)