I am a southerner, and I appreciate her loyalty to the Qing Dynasty. She sacrificed her life's happiness for the Qing Dynasty and the Manchu people. Among the charges at that time was: plotting to revive the Manchus and unify China.
I have information about Yoshiko Kawashima. I have the 200 Japanese songs in the secret collection of "Kawashima Yoshiko in Prison" and "The Real Kawashima Yoshiko".
The memoirs she wrote in prison have also been found. Her 'song diary' also fell into the hands of a caring person who had been searching for it for more than forty years. This monk, Ushiyama, found an old friend in Japan who was proficient in Japanese and understood Waka to translate this diary, which was all written in the form of Japanese Waka. The entire song diary contains 169 tankas (a genre of Japanese songs) and one new poem. On the cover of the diary is written: '无多なくして何んの生そと' (If there is no pain, how can there be life). These poems fully reveal her nostalgia for the declining feudal dynasty and her pessimistic and helpless mood of despair in life.
Copied a few songs:
1. The loneliness is so desolate, and I can’t do anything about it. This body and mind are supported by flowers.
2. Who can pity the tears at dawn? They are like dew returning and splashing on flowers.
3. Holding tea petals in hand, sadness overflows the body and mind. The third watch of the night is quiet, and I offer my loving relatives.
4. The light swayed gently in the middle of the night, accompanying me to sleep alone until the fifth watch.
5. There is nothing I can do, but tears are flowing down my pillow.
6. Tears burst into tears at every turn, turning into a poem. I hope tonight and the moon will be waiting for you to come and see me.
7. All thoughts have turned into ashes, letting the wind and rain blow. Today I feel confused again, and the wind is lingering tightly.
8. If you regard the king as the master of the country, the journey will be so long. Alone, I can't bear the loneliness.
At dusk on the 9th, I miss my family even more, and the sunset in my hometown reflects my heart.
10. When I recall my past, I feel like laughing and crying first.
11. When others fall asleep and feel miserable all night long. Loneliness is like me, who knows this heart?
12. The sick body is endless, and I miss my mother day and night. I have mercy on my loving relatives who have abandoned this, looking up into space and sighing.
13. There is no place to express infinite sadness, and I turn to poetry to wait for the dawn.
14. If you want to live, you will not be able to live, and if you want to die, you will not be allowed to die. At three o'clock tonight, I lay on my pillow and choked again.
15. The spring breeze brings warmth and doubles the sorrow. I love my hometown and my friends.
16, spring is gone, and my heart is so lonely. The wild grass is growing again, and I can't stop crying when I kiss the tender leaves.
17, spring is gone, and the emotions are so sad. I hide away from my feelings and force my tears to turn into smiles.
18. You are fighting in your hometown, do you expect me to return?
On the 19th, the camellia falls on the spring supper night, and I wonder whether you are safe and traveling.
20, spring is coming soon, and it will be the time when I pass away. Just like lilies, their fragrance lasts forever.
21, I know that you have done your best for me, and there is always a true feeling. However, I was so exhausted that I was about to collapse, and I could only rely on the help of heaven.
22. Time is like running water, where can I go? Looking back, I was alone, crying with tears streaming down my face.
23, all the flesh and blood are in pity alone, lying sick in a corner and feeling cold.
24, falling into a dream sadly, some people miss their mother country. They scolded each other every night, feeling restless both mentally and physically.
25, I don’t know where you are fighting today, but I will not hurt you for the country and the people.
26, Chengjun protected and saw the true love, Hankong shrank and went to bed.
27. I miss the people with all my heart, and the world has become clear now.
28. Looking back on the past, I have a deep love for my motherland.
29. The white chrysanthemums in front of the window are beaten by the wind and frost. My arms will protect you, don't succumb to intimidation.
30. There is a child who misses his motherland, but no one knows this. After receiving the verdict today, how calm my mind is!
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This war-born freak who was not a Han but became a traitor, who was not a Japanese but had half of her ashes buried in Japan, was full of contradictions in her short forty-two years of life. and pain, in these poems we can see the cry and struggle of a poor soul who has been distorted under a special history.