– by Mao Zedong, 1925 I stand alone in the autumn chillOn the bank of the Xiang River, heading north,Watching the thousands of hills blaze redAnd the woods dyed layer upon layer.The river stretches clear, a hundred boats racing across the waves.Eagles strike the sky, fish dart in the shallow depths –All creatures strive…
When Lord Mengchang decided to leave his native land – Qi state – to take office in Qin, hundreds of men tried to dissuade him from going. But he would not listen to them. Then Su Qin, the rhetorician, wanted to reason with him.
A frog inhabiting a crumbling well boasted to an ocean turtle: “Behold my paradise! I leap upon mossy ledges, bathe in sun-warmed waters, rest in crevices — no creature rivals my joy! Would you not enter my domain?”