Fishing Boat detail, India
Fishing Boat detail,
Goa, India.
Mourning Fan Ainong
Over our wine we talked about the world,
Though you were never really one for liquor.
Since all the universe was rolling drunk
You drowned yourself when you were barely tipsy.

Now that we are torn apart for ever,
Never will I hear you talk again.
When old friends disappear like clouds
I too am no more than dust.

                                    Lu Xun  (1912)
Dreams Index, Lu Xun To O.E on taking orchids back to his country.
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