- Du Shenyan
ON A WALK IN THE EARLY SPRINGHARMONIZING A POEM BY MY FRIEND LU STATIONED AT CHANGZHOU
Only to wanderers can come
Ever new the shock of beauty,
Of white cloud and red cloud dawning from the sea,
Of spring in the wild-plum and river-willow...
I watch a yellow oriole dart in the warm air,
And a green water- plant reflected by the sun.
Suddenly an old song fills
My heart with home, my eyes with tears.
- Cezanne, Boy with skull