Moon~•
I rode alone on the winds.
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Don't tell me women
aren't made of the stuff of heroes,
I rode alone on the winds
to the East Sea for 300,000 miles.
My poetic thoughts then spread out,
like a sail between the ocean and the sky.
I dreamed of your three islands,
all gems, all shining in the moonlight.
I am saddened to think of the bronze camels,
guardians of China, lost in thorns.
Ashamed, I have done nothing;
no victory to my name.
I only made my warhorse sweat.
Contracted because my homeland
hurts my heart.
So tell me;
how can I make the most of my days here?
A guest enjoying the spring breezes?
QIU JIN (Fujian, China, 1875 – 1907)
I rode alone on the winds.
maps.secondlife.com/secondlife/Bisous%20Island/152/24/23
Don't tell me women
aren't made of the stuff of heroes,
I rode alone on the winds
to the East Sea for 300,000 miles.
My poetic thoughts then spread out,
like a sail between the ocean and the sky.
I dreamed of your three islands,
all gems, all shining in the moonlight.
I am saddened to think of the bronze camels,
guardians of China, lost in thorns.
Ashamed, I have done nothing;
no victory to my name.
I only made my warhorse sweat.
Contracted because my homeland
hurts my heart.
So tell me;
how can I make the most of my days here?
A guest enjoying the spring breezes?
QIU JIN (Fujian, China, 1875 – 1907)