Yang Shen

Yang Shen

杨慎

Yang Shen (杨慎, 1488–1559), courtesy name Yongxiu and art name Sheng’an, was arguably the most brilliant intellectual of the Ming Dynasty. A child prodigy who achieved the highest honor of "Zhuangyuan" (First Place) in the imperial examinations, his career at court was cut short by the Great Ritual Controversy. Standing firm on his principles, he was brutally flogged and exiled to the remote frontiers of Yunnan, where he spent over thirty years in a bittersweet "extended seclusion" that lasted until his death.

Despite being cast out of the political center, Yang Shen became a cultural beacon in the southwest. His scholarship was encyclopedic, spanning history, philosophy, and linguistics. However, he is immortalized in the global Chinese consciousness for a single masterpiece: the Ci lyric to the tune "Lin Jiang Xian" (临江仙). Its opening line, "The rolling Yangtze River flows east, its waves wash away all heroes," famously serves as the prologue to the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. His work radiates a Vibe of Historical Transience, where the turbulent struggles of empires are ultimately reduced to "chat and laughter over a cup of wine."

At CN-Poetry, we explore the erudite and world-weary voice of Yang Shen through majestic English translations. Experience the "Vibe" of a man who found the eternal in the temporal—where the wisdom of a scholar-official meets the soul of an eternal traveler. Discover the monumental legacy of the Great Genius of the Ming within our digital archives.

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Representative Works

Silver candle ( 转应曲·银烛 )

Yang Shen's Zhuan Ying Qu (转应曲)—a Ming dynasty ci in the musical mode of iterative response—opens with a devastating…

Silver candle,silver candle.

I'm lonely in the bedroom,

saddest love is soundless.

Here i listen to the rain and wind squall,

close the door,but i just couldn't close the yearning to you.

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Spring dream is like the poplar flowers ( 浪淘沙 )

By Yang Shen

Spring dream is like the poplar flowers

drift around the world.

The little oriole flits through the green window,

but that damsel has no way to sneak out.

Look outside,blue mist is ambiguous as her infatuation.


Getting into a small carriage

through some lakes and ferries.

The boy was living in that green attic,

but that damsel only wipes her tears,

the handkerchief boy gave she still treasures as the star in her heart river.

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