Record of Places Outside the Tributaries

achieve glory and light up the family name? Student A hundred years of a good night is like a horse passing, a spring of good scenery is like flowing water. While the parents are not yet old, I should serve them in the high hall with sweet delicacies. Wai I am Shen Qing, your mother is of the Wang family. We have two sons: the elder is called Shen Lun, the second is called Shen Tuo. Shen Lun is twenty-one years old and already has a wife. When Shen Tuo was born, your mother dreamed of swallowing a cloud of colorful light; when she woke, a strange glow remained in the room. This year he has reached the age of twenty, but his marriage has not yet been arranged. Your mother’s brother, Wang Wenrui, has a daughter named Jiaoniang. I have heard she is talented, beautiful, and graceful. I intend to ask for her to be our daughter-in-law. However, Wenrui is an official in Meizhou, and we have not yet sent a matchmaker to arrange it. I now want to send Shen Tuo to inquire after his health and, taking the opportunity, to ask about this marriage. Shen Tuo, the Student, bows I am here, child. Wai Your uncle is in Meizhou. I have long wanted to send you to inquire after him, but you were busy with the examinations. Now that the exams are over, you can take the opportunity to make the trip. But do not stay there for too long, as it makes us worry. Student I understand. Wai Yu, you must remember this.

Gathering common words, all of one's own will

Tune: Nanlü Shizhong

Tune: Yichunling (Song of Awaiting Spring)
Under the eaves, the flowers are full.
Wait for the flowers to fall, then you must return immediately.
Do not linger long through the months and years,
Making me old and weary, leaning on the door, looking out to ask if you have returned.
When you go, pay respects to your uncle and aunt,
Tell them their family’s fortune is boundless, while my parents’ faces are worn and haggard.
Together you must remember, like a wild goose returning, send frequent letters. Student I understand, father.

Same Tune
Taking the leisure, leaving the brocade curtains, preparing the whip.
Leaving the east to go west, Meizhou is not far from here.
But now, looking back, the high hall is only inches away, yet my feelings are tethered in vain.
Arriving in a strange land, I have no intention of staying—