Mei Yaochen Poems
- Sad Remembrance After you came back to my home, You never ...
- East Stream I walk to East Stream to gaze at the water and a...
- Sacrifice To The Cat That Scar...
- Mourning Loss When we two first became husband and wife Was ...
- A Rural Home The cock crows three times; the sky is almost ...
- Writing Of My Sorrow Heaven's already taken my wife, Now ...
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After you came back to my home,
You never complained that we were poor.
Up till midnight every night,
We had our breakfast after noon.
Nine or ten days eating pickles,
Then one day we'd have dried meat.
East and west for eighteen years,
Together we shared both bitter and sweet.
Expecting a hundred years of love,
How could I know you'd go one evening?
I still remember that last hour,
You held me, but you could not speak.
Although this body yet survives,
Finally we'll be dust together.