Prose · LT506
Informal Essays
Intimate, witty vignettes capturing the charm of daily aesthetics and memory.
5works
2dynasties
3authors
Mural guide
A scholar pauses over tea and a small fan beside a weathered stone table in a garden.
- Record of the Xiangji Studio
In the courtyard there is a loquat tree that my wife planted with her own hands in the year she died. Now it stands tall and spreads like a canopy.
- Watching Snow at the Mid-Lake Pavilion
Mist and frost coalesced into boundless haze; sky, clouds, hills, and waters were pure white above and below. Shadows on the lake were merely one line of long dike, one dot of Mid-Lake Pavilion, one blade of grass for my skiff, and two or three mustard seeds for the passengers aboard.
- West Lake on the Fifteenth of the Seventh MonthOn West Lake at the mid-month of the seventh month there is nothing at all to see; one can only look at the people of the seventh-month festival.
- Liu Jingting the StorytellerWhen Wu Song reached the inn to buy wine and found no one there, he gave a sudden roar, and all the empty vats and jars in the inn hummed and rang.


