I well remember a very true doctor,
In his school of filial love and honour,
Finishing the sense to stay until the meanings
Entered the hearts of the true cured ones.
These were the adored ones of a fresh life,
Managed to reach a station of health
So important to pictures and wealth.
As you know, they disappointed one day,
As acquaintances they pursued the wrong angle,
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem