15.It will be drooping to ride on a horse without the girdle of bells.
The deeds, the illiterates propose will be making dreary.
If the poor want to do deeds of virtues, it is disappointing.
Being ashamed in the midst of people is doleful.
16.Accumulation sans consumption of wealth is very dismal.
Friendship with the foes sans agreement of minds is disconcerting.
It is a discomfort for a blind to be handsome.
Doing sums by one not knowing tables is depressing.
17.It is excruciating for a stupid to mix among the erudite.
To walk alone in a path in dark is lugubrious.
Losing of one who bears not troubles and live with control is sad.
It is atrocious if one doesn't protect one's mother.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem