SuaveG – The Gentle Path

Chinese mythology, folktales, and literature

cicada

  • To the Cicada [Tang Poems]

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    — Li Shangyin High, you can’t eat your fill; In vain you wail and trill. At dawn you hush your song; The tree is green for long. I drift as water flows; And waste my garden grows. Thank you for warning due, I am as poor as you.

  • Caigentan 24. The alchemy of transformation

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    Nothing is filthier than the dung beetle, yet in one morning it can turn into a cicada and drink the pure autumn dew. Rotten grass has no lustre, yet in one morning it can give birth to the glowworm, which gives out brilliant flashes of light on summer nights.

  • The mantis stalks the cicada

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    There is a tree in the garden, and on it there is a cicada.