- 《無了賴》 Unending
Without sure ending, such is mutual love.
How (say you) can I fling from my heart all thought of the past, all musing on the future?
My whole life long I have shrunk from mention of the word “parting";
Like the silkworm in spring, I would even spin silk till I die.
I do not decide to live with you, but fain would I die with you,
Lest, when our day is done, we sojourn in diverse places.
From of yore countless are the matters which wound men’s hearts.
Heaven! Thou dost so envy my great passion; me seems thou art ruled by self seeking.
Consider the maiden Hung Fat how sharply she saw men through. Fair one! in a measure thou art like her.
To-day, then, thou shouldst pity me who am forlorn as Lei Yok-Sz.
Now am I sunk into the world and have suffered men to fleer at me as prodigal.
Alas! To-day it is even so.
The fragrant land records my name.
Perchance some kindred spirit will come listen to my heart-breaking song.