Essays (349)

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My Soul, Neither Clinging Nor Apart

Wandering for three thousand years, at last he leaves his cloud-shoes on the westernmost peak. The door is shut; the beast-ring knocker gives scattered sounds. Who returns on the front steps? Who returns begging, star by star? Then an ancient, masculine voice rises in the…

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Some Reflections on Leaving Beijing

I have always insisted that I am a country person, but I have overlooked the fact that I have lived in Beijing for nearly thirty years. Thirty years is long enough to change many things before one even notices. Beijing is China's capital, a city…

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A Funeral in the New Year

Around 1:40 p.m. on the first day of the first lunar month, my 76-year-old third uncle passed away after illness failed to respond to treatment. In the days that followed, we busied ourselves arranging his funeral. According to our local custom, the body should be…

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