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Ye Sheng

September 11, 2021
By PhoebeY PLATINUM, Hangzhou, Other
PhoebeY PLATINUM, Hangzhou, Other
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Wherefore doth thou persist in awaiting he?

For sickness bore and pain with no relief?

A life of scholarship, no guarantee,

Yet he, eternal treasurer of belief.

For devilish hearts of them kill souls at times,

The moon doth shine on seamless, darkest nights.

'Twas his virtue, in moonlight thou revived,

Thus by his side thou dwelt for death and life.

In plight thou taught his son to read and write,

Believing persecution not thine end.

In joy and luck thine student did survive,

Returning home, yet told that thou’d been dead!

A body not yet buried, soul escaped,

In gratitude of moonlight and his name!

The author's comments:

This poem is inspired by the Chinese story Ye Sheng, included in the collection Strange Tales from Liaozhai by Pu Songling in the Qing Dynasty (1750s). In the story, under the unjust civil servant examination system, Ye Sheng's talents in writing were not recognized. Only one person, Ding Chenghe, valued his work, and they became confidants. After Ye Sheng committed suicide, his ghost came back to Ding and expressed his gratitude by tutoring his son to pass the civil servant examination. 

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on Sep. 13 at 8:22 am
SparrowSun ELITE, X, Vermont
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Favorite Quote:
"It Will Be Good." (complicated semi-spiritual emotional story.)

"Upon his bench the pieces lay
As if an artwork on display
Of gears and hands
And wire-thin bands
That glisten in dim candle play." -Janice T., Clockwork[love that poem, dont know why, im not steampunk]

i like the way its narrated, with the old style languegue