夏天的飞鸟,飞到我窗前唱歌,又飞去了。秋天的黄叶,他们没有什麼可唱的,只是叹息一声,飞落在那里。
The young do not know enough to be prudent, and therefore they attempt the impossible – and achieve it, generation after generation.
You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world, and there's still going to be somebody who hates peaches.