莫听穿林打叶声，何妨吟啸且徐行。竹杖芒鞋轻胜马，谁怕？一蓑烟雨任平生。 料峭春风吹酒醒，微冷，山头斜照却相迎。回首向来萧瑟处，归去，也无风雨也无晴。 Looking back at the desolate path I've traversed, As I return, There is neither wind and rain nor sunshine. I'll face a lifetime of misty rain in a straw cloak with ease.🙏🙏🙏