𝗥𝘂𝘀𝗮, 𝗗𝘂𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗮, & 𝗦𝗮𝘁𝘂 𝗖𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗮

3. The Deer & Her Dear

ɪɴᴡᴀʀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴀᴅ ᴍᴇᴀᴅᴏᴡ
ɪꜱ ʟᴜ ʜᴀɴ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴘʟᴏᴡ
ɪɴᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ 1000 ꜰᴇꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜʀᴏᴡ
ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴏꜱꜱᴏᴍ ᴀɢᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ɪᴍᴘʀᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜰʟᴏᴡᴇʀ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡ
ɪɴᴇꜱᴄᴀᴘᴇᴀʙʟᴇ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟꜱ ᴏꜰ ʀᴏꜱᴇʏ ʏᴇᴡ
ɪɴᴛᴀᴄᴛ ᴅᴇᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɢᴏᴇꜱ ꜱʟᴇᴡ
ɪꜱ ʟᴜ ʜᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴠɪᴇᴡ

𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜
𝙰 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚊𝚠𝚗, 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚠
𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠
𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚠
𝙰 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝
𝚠𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚠

Lu Han
"Ah morning of dew
Awakening soul as always new
Apraise of joy to store up plow
A matter of me to see more cow."

𝙰𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠
𝙰𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎
𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚖
𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠

"Ah no more, all the haste
Ah never be I will to love
Again I hold not for a groom
As a man enclose to my room."

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎
𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎
𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎
𝙰𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎

"Ah hush and far be the lie
A known song I tell within me:
'A galloping deer on forest tree
Attachable to run from dens to free' ."

𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘦
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦
𝘛𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘸𝘦

ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɪᴅᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴇʟʟᴏᴡ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ꜱᴜʙᴜʀʙ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴꜰᴏʟʟᴏᴡ
ᴛʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴅᴏᴜꜱ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴜɴʀᴀᴠᴇʟɪɴɢ ʙʟᴏᴡ
ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏᴡᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇɴ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀ ᴍᴇʟʟᴏᴡ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪᴅ ʜᴇʀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴀᴛ ᴀᴍᴏɴɢ
ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴅᴇᴇʀ
ᴛᴏ ɪɴqᴜʀᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴡʜʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴜɴᴡᴏʀʀʏ ʜᴏᴡ

𝘞𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴' 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘰𝘸
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘺'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮
𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘮
𝘞𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘰𝘸?

"Will deer wish to be kept in?
Wish she be loosed from a man
What a grief as in Li Bei's chain!
Where a meadow is unseen."

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸
𝘞𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘥𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸
𝘞𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸

"What a friend of mine that I adore
When a stormy night is to come
Understandable I be a man's wings side
Unfortune though if he indulge me."

𝘜𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦
𝘞𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘨𝘦
𝘜𝘯𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘬𝘦
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦

"How could I set the stone to gone
Here it gleaning in threshing floor?"

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦, 𝘳𝘦𝘥, & 𝘢𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘳
𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘴𝘩, 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥, & 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵

"How he'll be alike pollen flower
Here it blooms, there it shutter
How much more is his temper
Hence be changed, therefore be slur."

𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘳
𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳
𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘣𝘰𝘸 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳

"How? How? How even be better?
Here rainbow comes then storm sooner?"

𝘈𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴
𝘈𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘴
𝘈𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦'𝘴 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘱𝘴
𝘈 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘴

"Acknowledge that I shine brighter
Alike sun without moon or star
A sparrow needs friend never
As its own pair wings can fly over."

𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳
𝘌𝘯𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳
𝘌𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳

"Enough O the silky tounge!
Encourage me to cling by man?
Evermore be I troublesome!
Everlast now I ,dear, go free!
Enermous days I now find peace
Eager now you make tearsome!
How pitiful I am tormented be!
Hark now my deer friend whom I love
Haste me to dazzle to woods of live."

ʜᴏᴍᴇ ᴀᴡᴀʏ ɴᴏᴡ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴘꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ
ʜᴇɴᴄʜᴇꜰᴏʀᴛʜ ʟᴇᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇʀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴀɪᴅᴇ

𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘺𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘳
𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘺