VANITY
Life is useless, all useless
You spend your time working,labouring, and what do you have to show for it?
Generations come, generations go, but the world stays just the same.
The sun rises, and it still goes down, going wearily to where it must start all over again.
The wind blow south, the wind blows north round and round and back again.
Every river flows into the sea, but the sea is not yet full. The water returns to where the river began and start all over again.
Everything leads to weariness- a weariness too great for words.
Her hears can never hear enough, her eyes can never see enough to be satisfied.
There is nothing new under the sun.
What goes around comes around.
The wiser you are,the more worries you have:the more you know the more it hurts.
Everything is vanity
