The Canada Adventures of Arielle Gabriel

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The Hong Kong Adventures of Arielle Gabriel

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BLAMING SONS

[AN APOLOGY FOR HIS OWN DRUNKENNESS]

White hair covers my temples,
I am wrinkled and seared beyond repair,
And though I have got five sons,
They all hate paper and brush.
A-shu is eighteen:
For laziness there is none like him.
A-hsüan does his best,
But really loathes the Fine Arts.
Yung-tuan is thirteen,
But does not know "six" from "seven."^[3]
T'ung-tzŭ in his ninth year
Is only concerned with things to eat.
If Heaven treats me like this,
What can I do but fill my cup?