Lugu Lake

Some people say that Lugu Lake is the mountain’s daughterand that Lion Mountain is her mother. It’s strange that thismother has never allowed her daughter to marry.

A blue skirt vanishes in misty fog.Where are you, mountain girl?Go ask lion. She’s mountain girl’s eternal mother.A woman stubborn as stone.A widow whose callousness caused her to age prematurely.

For many years, she’s kept the mountain girl tightly in her bosom.Even the wind doesn’t know if she’s asleep forever.A virgin who isn’t a young woman.A woman more chaste than anyone should be.The wind, that wild-spirited wind,is the male language of infatuation.He used to pace along the shore.But all this happened long ago, as if in a distant dream.Hearts. Countless men’s hearts sank into the deathly still sea.A psychotic mother, an innocent girl’s grave.The mountain’s daughter is pitiful. She’s still in deep sleep,sleeping so peacefully. She bares her body in her own dreamsand cries on her silky, undulating bed. Can she really only be  like this?Over thousands of years, her mother turned to stone, and the  girl’s heartwas transformed into water.And what of the man?He’s a fisherman who loved and lost.