Poem by Daniel

人生无根蒂，飘如陌上尘。

分散逐风转，此已非常身。

落地为兄弟，何必骨肉亲！

得欢当作乐，斗酒聚比邻。

盛年不重来，一日难再晨。

及时当勉励，岁月不待人。

Life has no root or base, like dust drifting on a path unknown.

Scattered by the wind, we turn and spin — this body is not our own.

Falling to earth, all men are brothers — why cling to blood alone?

When joy is found, embrace it fast, and share a drink with friends nearby.

Youth will not return again; the morning once gone will not come by.

Strive while it is still today — for time waits for no one to try.