• 《累世》 A hurtful world
Truly, truly it is a hurtful world! Why are you so eager to pay off old scores?
Vainly you have wasted the love my heart once bore you.
Because of my many plans for meeting you, I was fain to endure distress.
Recall the past! Look into the future! See whether I have ever slighted you.
Why, then, after so brief a parting, do you rival Wong Fui in fickleness?
I must needs ask plainly who set you on, or whether in your own self this spirit took its birth.
Soldierlike you set an ambush; my heart is ill-content thereat.
Ah! Passion is noisome.
With one knife-stroke I will cut us in twain and be rid of you; then I also need not brood in regret.
So! Had I given another the heart which I gave you, should I be sorrowing for lack of a true lover?