The facts about my marriage and the road of my life
Fighting birds become a happy couple
Flee from war westward to Sichuan
After victory return to hometown
Run away from the red plague
On the island of Taiwan, our hands were rend
Peaceful living for fifteen years
Follow my children traveling America
Whole life experienced all kinds of things
Ruddy complexion changes to white hair
Old age no desires or pursuits
Waiting for the heavenly land
I arrived to the Yung family sixty autumns ago
When youth becomes aged, what do you still want?
Time after time, the whole night often think back
Remembering those years and cry streams of tears
Reading Buddha studying scripture to prevent suffocating
Cultivate heart tend heart don't chase dreams
A hundred words on Hatong
Jewish nation disintegrated
Their people covered in dark dust
Most pitiful person Hatong
Nothing else but his self
Wandered the eastern sea to Shanghai
Songhu was a deserted village
New growing commercial shipping port
Poor sick work as sentry guard
Bought cheap waterfront land
Without much thought he purchased
Thirty years later, a thriving city
An inch of land becomes an inch of gold
One day his wealth exceeds a nation's
Fancy buildings called Jialing
He didn't plan to retain his wealth
Eagles dogs lawlessly attack
Developed nice Hatong Road
Deserted empty Aili Garden
Our lives are like springtime dreams
This one left a trace
The Jewish people didn't have a country, so they wandered around. Hatong was of Jewish decent. When Hatong first came to Shanghai, it was a desolate fishing village. He was very poor and sick. He became a door guard for a foreign company. After some time, he bought a lot of land at a low price. Later, the land value increased and he became a millionaire. He married a Chinese woman named Jialing and named many buildings after his wife. He became an influential developer and philanthropist. Hatong Road was a nice part of town.
Notes:
Songhu is an older name for Shanghai.
Aili (loving couple) Garden was the nicest garden in Shanghai for a while, then was neglected.
The usual saying is that spring dreams leave no trace.
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