Yu Xin’s was a life of utter desolation; in old age, his poems and rhapsodies stirred the riverlands.
No life ran more bleak and desolate than Yu Xin's —
yet in his twilight years, his verses stirred the rivers and the passes.
Yu Xin's past was exquisitely tragic Ages passed; now his works betray magic
No life ran more bleak and desolate than Yu Xin's —
yet in his twilight years, his verses stirred the rivers and the passes.