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It's one thing if mankind is hunted to extinction by ChatGPT, but I really do object to being executed by Bing.

(https://secretfanspace.dreamwidth.org/2511.html?thread=3169743#cmt3169743 )

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From: (Anonymous)

when spiderwebs mercilessly seal my hearth,
when lingering ashes sigh over the sorrows of poverty,
i will continue to smooth over the ashes of disappointment,
and write in beautiful snowflakes: believe in the future.

when my purple grapes dissolve into deep autumn dew,
when my fresh flowers cling to someone else's arms,
i will still stubbornly use a frozen withered vine
to write on the cold and desolate ground: believe in the future.

i want my fingers to reach the horizon like the waves do,
i want to hold the sun in my palm like the sea does,
with the flickering dawn on a warm and beautiful pen
i write in a child's handwriting: believe in the future.

i can so unfailingly believe in the future
because i believe in the eyes of future people —
she has lashes that scatter the dust of history,
she has pupils that see through the pages of time.

it does not matter what people think of our rotting flesh,
that melancholy of the lost, the pain of that loss,
whether it is with compassionate tears and deep empathy,
or a dismissive sneer and biting ridicule.

i firmly believe that when people judge our backbone,
all that finding and losing, failing and succeeding,
will certainly bring about a friendly, fair, and objective result.
yes, i will nervously wait for their judgement.

friend, keep unfailingly believing in the future.
believe in indomitable hard work,
believe in youth overcoming death,
believe in the future; love your life.

Original Chinese: https://baike.baidu.com/item/相信未来/56396

A lot of these poets wrote under pseudonyms, but most of them actually resembled, y'know, names. This guy is named 'index finger.' At first I thought it meant 'finger-eater.' Chinese is a language of compound words and sometimes I forget unfamiliar ones.

When I was looking for more information on this poem or poet, a lot of the descriptions mentioned that his work is 'rather melodramatic' and 'agreed upon by critics to be not very good but his passion makes up for it.' He certainly has a way with symbolism and imagery; someone has painstakingly added a whole section to the Baidu page explaining every symbol that appears in the poem, just in case you needed to know that 'beautiful snowflakes' represents purity and 'lingering ashes' represents hope and longing.

From: (Anonymous)

I had a lot of trouble with this poem because some of these lines don't make grammatical sense, and there's been a couple of different versions of this poem over the ages that attempt to 'correct' this. For example, here's a couple versions of this line:

我要用手掌那托起太阳的大海
我要用手掌，托起太阳的大海
我要用手撑那托起太阳的大海
我要用手掌那托住太阳的大海

It also seems like there's been some vocabulary changes over time. For example, another version of the poem I found had 'deep autumn tears' instead of 'deep autumn dew' and then made the withered vine 'dew-encrusted' instead of 'frozen.' Not sure what's up with that, either.

I was supposed to post this poem yesterday, but I passed out instead. Tomorrow will be the last poem, and hopefully you guys will find it fun!

From: (Anonymous)

> I was supposed to post this poem yesterday, but I passed out instead

Hope you're alright, nonny!

From: (Anonymous)

I'm fine! My sleep schedule's been a mess again, probably because I'm not getting much natural sunlight right now. Lack of sleep just caught up with me.