This article is from a poem by Hu Haikun.

Original text:

I see how bitter Sanqiu is, but March should not be too strict.

Translation:

In the spring of March, my father died, and my heart was ten million times more sad than in the autumn rain.

Hu Haikun's other works:

Crying in autumn

With Chu Sheng sweeping the autumn wind, he suddenly gave up and left for the west.

Is there a Qingyun road in heaven? Worship and burn incense to comfort others.

Autumn tears

Qiu Guang's bleak birdsong is so sad that he can't be found anywhere.

It is expected that the Penglai fairy banquet will go, and the children and grandchildren will cry.

Different autumn sounds

The west wind is sad and hunting, and the cold rain is falling and the leaves are surprised.

The geese are sad and want to find tears.