Though leaves are many, the root is one; Through all the lying days of my youth I swayed my leaves and flowers in the sun; Now I may wither into the truth.
秋叶繁多,根只有一条; 在我青春说谎的日子里, 我在阳光下招摇; 现在,我萎缩成真理。
《红楼梦·葬花吟》 曹雪芹(清)
怪侬底事倍伤神 半为怜春半恼春
《泼了的牛奶》 叶芝(爱尔兰)
We that have done and thought, That have thought and done, Must ramble, and thin out Like milk spilt on a stone.