In Hsü-chou, in the District of Ku-fēng
There lies a village whose name is Chu-ch‘ēn—
A hundred miles away from the county-town,
Amid fields of hemp and green of mulberry-trees. Click, click goes the sound of the spinning-wheel;
Mules and oxen pack the village-streets. The girls go drawing the water from the brook;
The men go gathering fire-wood on the hill.