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Gyewon Pilgyeongjip (A Plowing of the Brush in the Cassia Garden) Book 20 — Poems A collection Choe Chiwon made by choosing out of the writings of his four years in the headquarters of Gao Pian, military commissioner of Huainan under the Tang, binding them into twenty volumes and presenting them to King Heongang of Silla in 886. It holds 366 pieces — memorials and reports sent up to the emperor, the proclamation denouncing Huang Chao, letters to the several military commissioners, orders and dispatches issued to those under him, Daoist and Buddhist texts for services, funeral offerings, records written for the outer wall of Chengdu and for a painting of Annam, and the reports and poems he sent up to Gao Pian. Here is the first report, which begins "I am a man of Silla," and the proclamation against Huang Chao with its line, "Not only do all the men of the world think to kill you openly; the ghosts under the earth have already discussed cutting you down in secret." The last volume holds the poems he made on the voyage home to the country he had left at twelve. It is the oldest collection by a Korean that survives, and when Hong Seokju and Seo Yugu printed it with movable type in 1834 they called it "the root and the beginning of the writing of our Eastern Country." Their two prefaces are translated with it.
1Its gathering and scattering rests only on the winnowing of the tide
遠看還似雪花飛。弱質由來不自持。聚散只憑潮浪簸。高低況被海風吹。煙籠靜練人行絶。日射凝霜鶴步遲。別恨滿懷吟到夜。那堪又値月圓時。
Seen from afar it looks rather like snow flowers flying. Its substance is weak, and from the first it has not held itself in place. Its gathering and scattering rests only on the winnowing of the tide, and its rising and falling, still more, on the blowing of the sea wind. Mist wraps the quiet white silk, and no one walks there. The sun strikes the frozen frost, and the crane steps slowly. The grief of parting fills my breast, and I chant on into the night. How can I bear to meet the time of the round moon again.