
Существовал целый сборник ее стихотворений, но до нашего времени дошли только два. Но они мне очень понравились. Действительно крик души...
Getting It off My Chest
I've broken the rules
obedience to father, husband, son.
That's why I cry so much.
This body? What way, what
use, to stick
to what proper people do?
Though day after day
I chase the glee
of mouth-pipes' elegant songs,
Here's what I can't
stop wanting: thorns
for my hairpins, one
cheap cotton skirt.
Saying Good-Bye at a Parting Pavilion
Grief and regret:
in the human world, everything
goes wrong.
Two set out
together. One
comes back.
I hate with all my life
the look of peace
on this river where we part,
That can bear to mirror
love-duck and love-drake,
flying, each
headed its own way.
Изображение из «У Ю жу хуабао», альбома рисунков У Ю, художника XIX в.