《 夜闻落叶 》Hearing Fallen Leaves at Night

人生若叶逐风散，落尽繁华又一轮。
时光如风，万物皆随之流转。
而我们，亦不过是这浩渺天地中的一片叶，随风飘零，依旧无常。
If life were like leaves drifting in the wind,
all splendors would fall, and a new cycle would begin.
Time is like the wind, and all things move along with it.
As for us, we are but one single leaf
in this vast world,
drifting with the wind,
still caught in uncertainty.