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I was going through my books about Korean and Chinese history recently because I've been interested in that sort of thing since I left. I found a poem that kept me up most of the night trying to remember how to pronounce it. Mother used to sing it, and the Lady Beck-ja used to tell me what it meant.
Tu Fu: Ch'un-wang
Kou p'o shan ho tsai
Cheng chun tsao mu shen
Kan shih hua chien lei
Hen pieh niao ching hsin
Feng huo lien san yüeh
Chia shu ti wan chin
Hun yü pu sheng tsan
Maybe I wrote that right...I might have it wrong considering I can't read my own hand writing anymore.
I think I'm going to go outside and smoke my last fag, but then I'd have to find out how to buy more...
I sort of miss my Hyung from the family back in Lünen, but that's all right. I'd rather a younger brother anyway!
Tu Fu: Ch'un-wang
Kou p'o shan ho tsai
Cheng chun tsao mu shen
Kan shih hua chien lei
Hen pieh niao ching hsin
Feng huo lien san yüeh
Chia shu ti wan chin
Hun yü pu sheng tsan
Maybe I wrote that right...I might have it wrong considering I can't read my own hand writing anymore.
I think I'm going to go outside and smoke my last fag, but then I'd have to find out how to buy more...
I sort of miss my Hyung from the family back in Lünen, but that's all right. I'd rather a younger brother anyway!