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Kang Youwei 1858-1927

POEMS IN RUNNING SCRIPT
ink on paper, seven album leaves mounted as
a handscroll
signed Gengsheng Kang Youwei, dated renxu
(1922), autumn, with a dedication to Tongwei
(Kang Tongwei, 1879-1974), and one seal of the
artist, kang zu yi yin
Colophon by Chen Mei (20th Century), signed
Chen Mei, dated guiyou (1933), autumn, and
two seals, mei yin lou, chen mei
Titleslip by Tang Hung, signed Hong, dated
xinhai (1981), spring, and two seals, tang hong
zhi yin, chun zhi chang shou
With two collector’s seals of Tang Hung, fei
hong, gu cheng jiu jia, tang hong (2)
each 22.9 by 30.5 cm. 9 by 12 in. (7) Narrow roads, lotus ponds, and wafts of white di& cult, and the steps are winding.
smoke. A small pavilion, bamboo groves, The high hill and numerous bamboos give way
autumnal greenery shrouded in mist. to clouds and rain. The pavilion on the precipice
Artist inscription: Flowers blossom and petals fall; it’s springtime reaches up to the misty moon.
Yitian Park on the mountain. Those who have ß ed wander I slowly climb to the tops of green trees.
Yitian Park is on Yitian mountain. Next to this in heaven. Leaning on a bamboo sta% , I emerge on the
area is West Lake and a small village. mountain crag.
I can carry on to live on this mountainside as Rentian Hut Suddenly the skies clear of their own accord,
I have traveled between heaven and the secular
my age grows. Sleeping high on the lake-side and I am able to take in all the mountains and
world seven times, but today I play in the
mountain leaves me without words. rivers around West Lake.
secular world.
This sealed-o% paradise gradually becomes a
garden. Fleeing the land, I discover the Peach I cannot leave behind the common folks, Liaotian Observatory
therefore I choose to survive among houses On Yitian Mountain there is a high platform. My
Blossom Spring.
made of trees and rocks. breathing is calm, and the clouds open up in all
Ambulating with walking stick, I end up
Hibiscus and bamboo fencing mark the route to directions.
wandering all day. The gods wander outside the
heavens, but here I remain. my thatched hut. Luxuriant forests and slender On three sides are rings of mountains, and on
bamboo resist the craggy peaks. three sides are rivers. There are thousands
The Peach Blossom Spring I build my hut in the secular world, but my mind of pine branches crowding each other, and
Waves of the lake wash up on three sides of the is still far away. My sigh reaches high heaven thousands of plum branches as well.
peninsula. Fishing boats often dock at this land and blows open the nine heavenly gates. Sun and moon are spit out and swallowed up
of a hundred peach trees. under the southern pavilion. Gathering and
Yunxiu Pavilion
The graceful women of Panglai make me dissipating misty storms come in from the
forget the mortal world. The ripples on the lake I live secluded within a bamboo grove and East Sea.
cannot see the sky. Ascending the mountain is
obscure this hidden world.
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