Coming of Wisdom with Time

Coming of Wisdom with Time
　　by W.B.Yeats

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。

（新韵）时间的智慧

千疏万叶总归根，戏语蹉跎早逝春。

洗尽铅华出日下，沧桑本色贵为真。