秋夜獨坐 - 王维

獨坐悲雙鬢
空堂欲二更
雨中山果落
燈下草蟲鳴
白髮終難變
黃金不可成
欲知除老病
惟有學無生

I sit alone grieving my white hair,
it’s late at night in this empty room.
Outside in the rain mountain fruits fall,
and under lights grasshoppers sing.
White hair will never again turn black,
and immortality cannot be achieved.
There’s only one cure for sickness and old age:
the study of that which does not change.