‘It was twenty-five centuries ago in the land of Song, between the Yellow River and the River Huai: Zhuang Zhou was born without a cry with his eyes wide open.’ Zhuang led a meditative, pastoral life until he turned thirty....
‘It was twenty-five centuries ago in the land of Song, between the Yellow River and the River Huai: Zhuang Zhou was born without a cry with his eyes wide open.’ Zhuang led a meditative, pastoral life until he turned thirty. Then everything turned upside down. For a long time, Baron Qiu-Chu had been provoking the silent anger of the lords of Song, who blamed him for selling the country to...
‘It was twenty-five centuries ago in the land of Song, between the Yellow River and the River Huai: Zhuang Zhou was born without a cry with his eyes wide open.’ Zhuang led a meditative, pastoral life until he turned thirty. Then everything turned upside down. For a long time, Baron Qiu-Chu had been provoking the silent anger of the lords of Song, who blamed him for selling the country to...
