Jiang Cheng Zi

By Su Shi


Ten years, dead and living dim and draw apart.
I don't try to remember,
But forgetting is hard.
Lonely grave a thousand miles off,
Cold thoughts, were can I talk them out?
Even if we met, you wouldn't know me,
Dust on my face,
Hair like frost.

In a dream last night suddenly I was home.
But the window of the little room,
You wer combing your hair and making up.
You turned and looked, not speaking,
Only lines of tears coursing down.
Year after year will it break my heart?
The moonlit grave,
the stubby pines.




From Wikipedia: Su Shi (January 8, 1037 – August 24, 1101), also known as Su Tungpo, was a Chinese writerpoetpaintercalligrapherpharmacologist,gastronome, and a statesman of the Song dynasty. A major personality of the Song era, Su was an important figure in Song Dynasty politics, aligning himself with Sima Guang and others, against the New Policy party led by Wang Anshi. Su Shi was famed as an essayist, and his prose writings lucidly contribute to the understanding of topics such as 11th-century Chinese travel literature or detailed information on the contemporary Chinese iron industry. His poetry has a long history of popularity and influence in China, Japan, and other areas in the near vicinity and is well known in the English-speaking parts of the world through the translations by Arthur Waley, among others. In terms of the arts, Su Shi has some claim to being "the pre-eminent personality of the eleventh century."[1] Dongpo pork, a prominent dish in Hangzhou cuisine, is named in his honor.


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