I was born in an ill-fated hour, orphaned at eight years old,
My elder uncle passed away, my younger uncle was no more.
At fifteen, barely grown, I set my will on bitter toil,
Dared not be idle or slack, knowing I must study hard.
You were born without ever seeing your father's face,
Your mother nurtured you with love, holding you like a pearl.
Who knew your fate would be even more bitterly harsh,
At just eight years of age, your mother too departed.
Fortunately, your uncle was there to support and hold you up,
He also grieved deeply, remembering our shared blood.
Toiling and raising you, he exhausted all his strength,
For five years, he sought six tutors just for your sake.
Knowing well the family's future needs someone to rise,
He earnestly instructed you until his mouth ran dry.
You heed no words, growing lazier by the day,
Your vile habits shift you toward the basest fool.
Now that I must travel far on duty,
I fear your nature will decay into a petty man.
I take you along, undaunted by thousands of miles,
You leap and run, more nimble than apes or macaques.
By water, for your sake, I cherish rivers and lakes,
On land, each time I worry over winding mountain perils.
The journey's cares and troubled thoughts are bitter indeed,
My caresses and concern surpass that for my own child.
All day by the boat you scoop for shrimp and fish,
In the sedan chair, the bearers' shoulders bear the weight.
Your clamor merely wastes your own lips and teeth,
With no other choice, I must apply the whip and rod.
Peeking and watching stealthily, you show little change,
Mocking and laughing recklessly, you remain as before.
The sacred classics hold deep flavor, yet you lazily refuse to read,
You barely recognize characters, roughly calling out their tones.
For seven generations, our family has lived as scholars,
Loyalty, filial piety, and learning are praised throughout the village.
You ought to better understand your own origins,
Stand tall like the esteemed Master Zhu of our age.
If unrepentant, you only shame our ancestors' virtue,
Lacking instruction, how are you different from dogs, horses, or swine?
As you grow older, your face becomes more detestable,
Playmates tease and mock you, people keep their distance.
Now I speak to you with utmost urgency,
Repent quickly, reflect, do not neglect these words.
If in play and wandering you still lack restraint,
Fate, what can be done? As for me, I am done.