On the twelfth day of the sixth lunar month of the tenth year of God's blessing... I stayed at Fengtou Temple at night, with half a bright moon and mottled osmanthus shadows on the wall. Suddenly I heard the sound of a flute, which was "Breaking Willow Branches" written by Wu Shanzi. I cried and complained, and my heart was broken. I thought of my wife, so I offered a lamp to the main hall, hoping that her next life would be smooth and auspicious.
