She set down all that she remembered, word for word and presented it to Cao Cao. Cai Wenji had led a turbulent life. In some ways, even her good memory proved to be a burden to her as she constantly longed for the two sons she left behind in the Hu region. She was also haunted by thoughts of her carefree childhood. But later, the Han Dynasty fell into decline.
Weapons of war are everywhere, making the roads perilous.
Soldiers and people fleeing to exile, suffering together. The land, billowing clouds of smoke and dust, is a prisoner of the Hu. Integrity and willpower have disappeared. But no one knows my anger and my grief.