小雅·鸿雁之什·鸿雁

鸿雁于飞，肃肃其羽。之子于征，劬劳于野。爰及矜人，哀此鳏寡。鸿雁于飞，集于中泽。之子于垣，百堵皆作。虽则劬劳，其究安宅？鸿雁于飞，哀鸣嗷嗷。维此哲人，谓我劬劳。维彼愚人，谓我宣骄。

The Toilers

Wild geese fly high
With wings a rustling.
We toilers hie
Afield a-bustling.
Some mourn their fate:
They've lost their mate.
Wild geese in flight
In marsh alight.
We build town wall
From spring to fall.
We've done our best
But have no rest.
Wild geese fly high;
They mourn and cry.
The wise may know
Our toil and pain.
The fool says, "No, Do not complain! "