Poems of Meng Jiao
For the Good Fortune of Lu Zhongcheng
The fortune you held was already great.
Defeating this evil has increased your heroic fame.
The peng's flight winnows the clouds.
The eagle's anger gives vent to righteous winds.
Ordered to take up the hardships of others,
You cleared away a forest of thorns.
As Chu's granaries were destroyed in the west,
Wu's rice flourished in the east.
Dark sails choked the river's mouth.
Sounds of chariots, deafening in the gates.
Yao understood great strategy and
Men rejoiced upon the Way.
All classics include the power of history,
Continuing the praise of the families' marquises.
Fallow fields truly are few, only those
Which are inevitably exhausted.
Clothed in blossoms of the wild lotus.
Written on leaves of mountain wutong treesl
One need not have a great master's mind --
Anyone can admire you long tenure among immortals.
This poem seems, to me, to be an official poem recognizing Lu Zhongcheng's service to the empire. I still can't identify Lu Zhongcheng. But we know that he and Meng Jiao knew each other for a long time, perhaps even from Meng Jiao's wandering days. And we know that Meng Jiao has publicly praised Lu's music and poetry. So it seems natural that Meng Jiao, esteemed as he is among officials for this poetry, that he be asked to write this poem.