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To My Daughter... - Wei Yingwu

weather: sunny
outside: 22°C
mood: affected
I didn't really mean for this to be my Father's Day tribute, but this poem has the distinguished honour of being the very first piece of literature to make me cry.


sòng

yáng

shì

  To My Daughter,
On Her Marriage Into The Yang Family

wéi

yìng

    Wei Yingwu
 
 

yǒng


fāng


My heart has been heavy all day long
 

chū

xíng


yōu

yōu
Because you have so far to go.
 


zi

jīn

yǒu

xíng
The marriage of a girl, away from her parents,
 


jiāng


qīng

zhōu
Is the launching of a little boat on a great river.
 

ěr

bèi



shì
You were very young when your mother died,
 


niàn



róu
Which made me the more tender of you.
 

yòu

wéi

zhǎng

suǒ

Your elder sister has looked out for you,
 

liǎng

bié



xiū
And now you are both crying and cannot part,
 

duì


jié

zhōng

cháng
Which makes my grief the harder to bear;
 


wǎng

nán


liú
Yet it is right that you should go.
 


xiǎo

quē

nèi

xùn
Having had from childhood no mother to guide you,
 

shì




yōu
How will you honour your mother-in-law?
 

lài


tuō

lìng

mén
It's an excellent family; they will be kind to you,
 

rén


shù


yóu
They will forgive you your mistakes —
 

pín

jiǎn

chéng

suǒ

shàng
Although ours has been so pure and poor
 


cóng


dài

zhōu
That you can bring them no great dowry.
 

xiào

gōng

zūn


dào
Be gentle and respectful, as a woman should be,
 

róng

zhǐ

shùn


yóu
Mindful of word and look, observant of good example.
 

bié


zài

jīn

chén
After this morning we separate,
 

jiàn

ěr

dāng


qiū
There's no knowing for how long...
 


xián

shǐ


qiǎn
I always try to hide my feelings —
 

lín

gǎn


nán

shōu
They are suddenly too much for me,
 

guī

lái

shì

yòu

When I turn and see my younger daughter
 

líng

lèi

yuán

yīng

liú
With the tears running down her cheek.



To My Daughter,
On Her Marriage Into The Yang Family

Wei Yingwu

My heart has been heavy all day long
Because you have so far to go.
The marriage of a girl, away from her parents,
Is the launching of a little boat on a great river.
You were very young when your mother died,
Which made me the more tender of you.
Your elder sister has looked out for you,
And now you are both crying and cannot part.
This makes my grief the harder to bear;
Yet it is right that you should go.
Having had from childhood no mother to guide you,
How will you honour your mother-in-law?
It's an excellent family; they will be kind to you,
They will forgive you your mistakes —
Although ours has been so pure and poor
That you can bring them no great dowry.
Be gentle and respectful, as a woman should be,
Mindful of word and look, observant of good example.
After this morning we separate,
There's no knowing for how long...
I always try to hide my feelings —
They are suddenly too much for me,
When I turn and see my younger daughter
With the tears running down her cheek.



孝恭遵婦道   Be gentle and respectful, as a woman should be,
容止順其猷   Mindful of word and look, observant of good example.

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arctic_flame
Jun. 21st, 2004 12:49 pm (UTC)
Aww. That's a nice poem.
bride
Jun. 21st, 2004 01:33 pm (UTC)
Yes, it is =)
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