• 《辯癡》 A study of delirium
I find it hard to study delirious passion.
When passion grows delirious, who is there that can awake therefrom?
In the world love’s maladies are past counting.
But whoso, having vernal love in the heart, dares not disclose its presence,
If shyly silent in the face of his darling, how can he net the marriage skein?
Truly no bitterness exceeds his, who, having a mouth, finds it hard to speak.
In fine his mood is that of a young boy or girl;
His heart is uncertain;
Therefore he finds it so hard to compass the close of so many adversities.