These are poems I write when I'm overwhelmed with being a child, an empty husk of a personality realizing that being sad is normal and being confused is even more common.

This book is a series of many poems.
(Written by me the author)

A majority of these poems that have been posted, are written by me, however at later dates I might add others.

just a collection of sad and short poems written by me

The Book of Poems... But Instead Called Poems of Blossom
Brought to you by and written by a thirteen year old...
Be prepared to be surprised and...
Yes this is a book full of poems.

Although young master Zhao was clearly astounded by Xu Que’s performance, he didn’t reveal the slightest hint of it on his face. He stood at his original place, his expression was unmoving. He picked up a cup of tea and took a sip before placing it down on the table.
"Pa da!"
The base of the teacup on the table broke the silence within the hall.
Young master Zhao then spoke, "Ten poems in ten steps, that’s too ridiculous and incredulous. Something as absurd as that cannot be real. This person must’ve already composed these works earlier before he came. When the occasion arose, he then took out the pre-composed poems to recite! Or else, these poems weren’t written by him. He probably copied it from somewhere unbeknownst to me. Don’t be fooled by him!" As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was awakened from their delusions!
Mo Yun Shang who was feeling extremely down and dissatisfied, along with the other students who had been made a fool of by Xu Que finally reacted as soon as they heard this.
That’s right. Ten poems in ten steps, that’s way too absurd.
How was it ever possible that a person was able to compose ten poem and each one of them were extraordinary? That was impossible to achieve!
"Young master Zhao is right. As for that Li Bai, this humble subject finds it extremely hard to believe that he’s capable of writing something as exquisite!"
"Indeed, that’s the case. Also, if everyone was to think about it carefully, all the ten poems shared different sentiments. How was a person able to feel so much and gain so many insights in just ten steps?"
"This Li Bai is incorrigible and arrogant. This humble subject also refuses to believe that those were his own original words. It must be that he had obtained it from elsewhere and used it here today!"
"Outrageous! This man’s actions are too despicable!"
Many students stood out and lashed out in anger.
The group of students who had voiced their support for Xu Que earlier frowned and objected, "Everyone, such words of accusations shouldn’t ever be spoken. If these works were truly written by someone else, based on how extraordinary they are, why haven’t we heard about it before then?"
"That’s right. You know Li Bai as well, he has a strange temperament and personality. He could be honorable at one moment, and a rascal the next. Just based on the fact that he’s very talented, it wouldn’t be impossible that he has the ability to compose ten poems in ten steps. In fact, it would be rather normal for someone as exquisite as him!"
"We have no proof that he plagiarized from someone else. Hence it would be improper for us to assume that just based on subjective ideas and thus negate the effort and works of brother Li!"
"Eh, this humble subject agrees with you!"
With the varied discussions and opinions, the hall started becoming noisy once again.
Madam Ya sat by the corner and gradually regained her senses. When she came to, she saw an entire group of students quarreling, unable to get along with each other. She couldn’t help but frown as she interrupted them, "Everyone, there’s no need to quarrel further. This is just a simple banquet for all of us to become friends through poems. We don’t have to remain friends based on personalities or characters after!"
As soon as she had finished speaking, everyone paused in shock. Even Madam Ya’s expression looked rather displeased. At once, everyone shut their mouths and didn’t dare to speak further.
Afterall, it was known that scholars often disparaged each other. These students had witnessed Xu Que reciting ten poems in ten steps without the need for much preparation. In fact, every single poem which he had recited were of excellent qualities. This caused the rest of the students to feel jealous and envious of his achievements, and thus suggested that these poems weren’t written by Xu Que himself.
However, they had absolutely no proof to substantiate their claims. All they could do was to be sour about it and vocalize their suspicions. This thus caused Madam Ya to tell them off in a rather fierce and displeased tones. The rest of the students scurried to retrieve their orderly expressions filled with regret and respect.
Madam Ya’s warmth only returned after she saw that the rest of the students had ceased bickering. With a grand gesture, she stood up and spoke, "Regardless of whether the poems were composed by young mister Li or not, there’s no need for us to probe further. After all, this meeting was supposed to be about artistic talents and poem recitals. We’re all here to enjoy the poems. What does everyone think about this?"
The students present all nodded their heads in agreement, "Madam Ya is right. We were being rude!" 

"Since that’s the case, shall we proceed with the banquet? Is there anyone here with another poem to share with us?" Madam Ya asked.
Indeed, nobody present dared to open their mouths as they looked down.
There were several students who had prepared poems to recite and yet didn’t dare to recite any at this point.
In all honesty, this couldn’t be helped. After Xu Que had recited his ten poems, who would dare to recite anymore poems and make a fool out of themselves? If Xu Que hadn’t recited this brilliant poems, they could still read it out and might be viewed as passable. What about now?
If none of them would compete in poetry, their self esteem wouldn’t be harmed!
Even the Poem King, Mo Yun Shan looked down in embarrassment as well as he muttered under his breath but didn’t speak. If it had been a normal incident where a poem was needed to rival the previous poem, he would definitely have stood up and competed. He would’ve racked his brains for an inspiration to achieve victory over the previous poem.
At this point however, under the crushing pressure of Xu Que’s amazing ten poems, Mo Yun Shan looked down without an answer for the first time ever. In fact, not only was a poetic reply lost on him, his courage was lost as well.
However, he was thankful that Xu Que had departed right after reciting his poems. If not, the students who had mocked Xu Que earlier would be subjected to repeated humiliation.
Seeing that everyone around was silent, Madam Ya’s eyes revealed an expression of disappointment. She looked outside the hall as her heart sank.
After Xu Que had left, the only person who felt upset and regretful was Madam Ya!
She sighed deeply as her beautiful eyes looked towards young mister Zhao, who was silent and unspeaking. At last, a hint of a smile revealed across her face.
Even though young mister Li had left, she still had four of her great students, who might surprise her later on.
Thinking up to this point, she opened her mouth to speak, "Since everyone doesn’t wish to discuss poetry any longer, let’s proceed with antithetical couplets! The aim of this banquet is for everyone to share ideas and brainstorm together, so that we can all profit from this discussion!"
Couplets?
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up as they broke out in discussion once more.
When it came to poetry, most of them knew that they didn’t stand a chance. However, when it came to couplets, the field was more even. There was even a chance that they might impress.
The eyes of everyone landed on the leader of the four great students, young master Zhao.
They all knew that couplets were young master Zhao’s strongest suit. He even had the title of Couplets King. However, the students all knew that young master Zhao had a mild and mellow temperament. He never liked to be the first person to kick start the discussion. Instead, he prefered to sit back and vocalize the second half of the couplet.
Hence as soon as Madam Ya mentioned the word ‘couplet’, everyone started to get excited once more.
They knew that even if they were to be bested by young master Zhao, there was nothing to be embarrassed about. After all, this person was the Couplets King, and was also the leader of the four great students.
On the other hand, if they could somehow baffle young master ZHao, they would almost certainly gain a reputation for themselves. This was such a great opportunity, and nobody in their right frame of minds would miss it.
Hence the students around all started becoming lively once again. Regardless of the circumstances, everyone was willing to try a couple of phrases and show their faces in a bid to increase their own reputations.
As everyone was rubbing their palms in excitement, ready to voice out a clever phrase which they’ve been thinking about for several months, Xu Que’s shadow had appeared right at the entrance. Nobody had noticed this, but he stood there, his face was filled with a sly grin.
"Eh? Are you about to discuss couplets now? Truth be told, this humble subject’s forte isn’t in poems. It’s actually in couplets!"
When the audience turned their heads to see who was speaking, they almost fainted.
Fuck, big brother, haven’t you already left? Why have you returned!
And…. Poems aren’t your forte? Your damned forte is in couplets now?
Are you here to discuss couplets, or here to incite a riot?
Can you give us all a chance to perform and excel?


I am the best when it comes to taking divergent paths. With just a flip of my hand, I shall take the path less commonly travelled. I search far and wide, only to find myself unbeatable and unrivaled. So now I ask, who else can match my awesomeness? 

Acting tough is second nature to me and I am a lone wolf.
 
The road is long and winding but I shan’t feel lonely as long as I am able to act tough!


Life and death bore me and I do whatever I deem fit.

“Young man, way back when I started acting tough, you were still learning how to put on your underpants!” Xu Que thus decided to take the path of acting tough. He decided to act tough every single god-damned day. If he wasn’t acting tough, he was scheming for the best way to act tough!  

Li Yunyang glanced at Le Xuan, wondering if he should be shameless too.
Le Xuan, however, couldn't be angrier, because Wang Hao was messing around under her name. She would probably have to take the blame for him later.
"Ms. Le Xuan, I…" Li Yunyang summoned his courage, hoping to confess his love.
"Don't think about things you shouldn't think about. If you do, I'll shoot you…" Le Xuan interrupted Li Yunyang coldly. She knew Li Yunyang's intention very well, but she was not interested in that kind of thing at all at this time.
Li Yunyang was frustrated again.
Xia Weiwei giggled. "Li Yunyang, I feel sorry for you. Can you not tell that Le Xuan is only jealous?"
Li Yunyang looked at Le Xuan and then Wang Hao who had a girl in his arms. He suddenly felt that his heart was broken.
Le Xuan glared at Xia Weiwei and smacked Xia Weiwei's head hard.
"Ah…" Xia Weiwei immediately shouted.
Her shouting woke up Zhao Yiling, who was still in Wang Hao's arms. Blushing, she shoved Wang Hao away and stepped back.
Wang Hao glared back at Xia Weiwei as she had ruined his business. However, he found it really easy to trick modern girls with ancient poems!
Right then, all the young men came back to themselves and stared at Wang Hao angrily.
Zhao Yiling was beautiful and had a powerful background. Naturally, she was the perfect goddess in their eyes.
However, a jackass who could write nothing but erotic limericks had kissed their goddess right in front of them. That was intolerable!
"Boy, where are you from?"
"You hugged the lady? You'd better cut your hands off right now."
"We're going to smash his mouth today so that he'll know there are certain people he can't touch."
"Someone, beat him up right now…"
"…"
Hearing that, Zhao Yiling immediately turned cold, and a terrifying storm swept across the field. "Shut up!"
Everybody was stunned by the thunderous warning.
When they came back to themselves, they all lowered their heads, not even daring to breathe aloud.
Wang Hao was quite shocked too, because Zhao Yiling was almost a natural-born queen. Nobody dared to argue with her at all. No wonder even Ye Qing was such a coward in front of her.
"To tell you the truth, I'm holding the party today exactly for him!" Zhao Yiling pointed at Wang Hao.
Everybody whispered to each other after hearing that.
"A party for this man? Seriously?"
"The lady never held any parties before, and she's holding a party for a man?"
"How can a man who can only write erotic limericks deserve such a privilege?"
"But I've been told that he has created some formal poems too."
"He must've copied them from other places!"
"No, I just searched online. Those poems have never been published before."
"It means that this man really knows a thing or two about literature."
"I remember that the lady said that her future husband must be adept at both martial arts and literature. She must be very interested in this man now."
"So, this party tonight is the lady's test for this man?"
"Probably. I didn't think that the lady would ever grow interested in a man."
"But that man seems only around eighteen, and the lady is already twenty-two. She's a couple of years older than him."
"That's nothing. Maybe the lady likes younger men."
"Oh, my lady, my goddess!"
"…"
"I trust that you will not disappoint me…" Zhao Yiling put on a sweet smile and gently fixed his collar.
"You're really a troublemaker!"
Wang Hao glared at Zhao Yiling. This woman must've intentionally made all these men hate him. He must get back at her for all the trouble she caused him.
Le Xuan took a deep breath in relief, feeling lucky that Wang Hao and she swapped their identities, or she would be dead for sure if she were asked to compete with them.
"What do we do now?" Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao couldn't be graver. They laid their hands on their weapon, ready to rush out.
"Don't do anything yet!" Ling Xiao stopped them. "My junior brother is a distinguished poet. With the poems he created before, I don't think any of them can defeat him."
"What?"
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao were stunned. What was that supposed to mean? Were Wang Hao's poems all written by him? Was it not a joke?
They never questioned Wang Hao's ability in creating erotic limericks, but they found it hard to believe that Wang Hao could create beautiful poems.
"All the poems are indeed written by Wang Hao himself." Xia Weiwei had just searched online and found no information on Wang Hao's works.
Besides, if anyone had created those classic poems earlier, the poems would've spread out a long time ago, but Xia Weiwei had never heard about them before, so they could've only been written by Wang Hao.
Although it was hard to believe, it was the only truth, and she had to believe it.
"Are you serious?"
Qian Wanyang and Chen Yao felt like worshiping Wang Hao.
In terms of martial arts, Wang Hao had proved that he was a monster with his unparalleled talents.
In terms of pharmaceutics, he had turned into a level-three Medical Grandmaster when he was only seventeen.
In terms of music, the market price of Walking Wolves had soared by millions of times in only a couple of days.
Now, he was awesome at literature too. Would their boss not stop until everybody in the world was shocked to death?
Of course, what they admired Wang Hao for the most was his shamelessness.
As long as Wang Hao resorted to shamelessness, he would be able to solve any problem in the world more than easily.
"Hehe. This place seems lively. I've come at the right moment!" An old man laughed and walked close.
Everybody looked back, only to see a white-haired old man in vintage close approaching them like an ancient scholar. Next to the old man was an obedient girl.
"It's Master Guo Yunzi!"
Seeing the old man, everybody exclaimed and paid tribute to him.
Qian Wanyang came to Wang Hao's side and whispered, "Boss, Guo Yunzi is a famous poet in the Glorious Sky Federation. Zhao Yiling has obviously invited him here on purpose!"
"Whatever her purpose is, I'm sure that someone will have to carry him out of here if he dares to piss me off…" Wang Hao snorted in disdain.
Le Xuan felt a strong headache coming on, as she had foreseen more trouble…


Waking up from a hangover, Wang Hao finds himself reborn in an alternate world. To his delight, he realizes that he has a system to help him in this new world. However, his system turns out to be a highly unconventional one. Instead of serving justice and winning the respect of other people, Wang Hao has to do all kinds of bad things in order to make use of the system. So, Wang Hao embarks on the journey to being cursed for good…

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Acknowledgements:






I dedicate this book to my family, relatives and friends who have been an inspiration in my life to continue with my work, in particular my husband Brayan, my children, Gavin and Glen.

I am indebted to my readers, because of whom I derive my inspiration to keep writing.

There are women who continue to inspire me in my life and this book is dedicated to them.

In this book, tributes have been written to the following ten women who made an impact in society: Mary Shelley, Catherine the Great, Vera Atkins, Cleopatra, Elizabeth Fry, Mary Anning, Joan of Arc, Isabella of Castile, Catherine of Siena and Wangari Maathai



















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"Read Matters of the Heart today. Beautifully written."
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"I read your book on how to lose weight…..so nicely written. All your steps are very easy and normal to follow."
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"For a nice experience, turn to Beauty of the Night Surrounds Me, where we find this: "When the Sun has worn her evening gown; /The wind is gushing her wings /and around me, the lark sings. I should also mention Journey of an Individual, which is about meeting after a long-distance relationship.  Pais is from a culture different from mine, and this poem gives an insight into another world view – which, like yours and mine, includes love and hope."
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"Ten poems is a small taste of a promising writer. I will content myself with a couple of comments. The opening poem, An Odd Encounter with Fate, is a narrative of how a relationship that seems a total non-starter can later catch up with both individuals. For a tough poem, turn to Infidelity. Here Pais begins to reach into your gut. Finally, Season of Love is a nice and gentle romantic poem. I should mention that Pais generally rhymes, exactly or closely. For those who prefer careful stanzas, that is a plus you will get from this book."
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"Now, let's go into what I enjoyed about "Poems." This short collection did what many others have not, and what many short stories try to do but aren't able to do; it made me feel. These poems individually but collectively made me feel so much. If you have ever felt love and know the joy and pains of what it is to love someone, then the first one is touching. I do not think D.S wrote either poem one or poem four for that matter, about the type of people I lost that I loved and that this poem reminded me of. I think hers was intended more romantic and less the love I had for the family members I miss. But there is this line at the end that touched my soul near the end and reminded me immediately of the pain of the loss of love that I still shoulder. With everything taken into consideration with my math, I'm Scoring "Poems" with a score of 92/100. That is a five-star review on Goodreads and Amazon."
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This novella is quick, sweet romance. Kate was with her boyfriend for two years in a dead end relationship. A chance sighting at a job interview places Kate at her dream job and in the presence of her future. She meets Ernst who is seemingly living a double life. Fate draws them together for a HEA. The story was told from a third party point of view. It was very descriptive and the plot was clear and easy to follow. While you knew the plot and where it was going, at times the wording was very stilted, which could lead to some confusion when reading. This also made it difficult for me to connect with the characters and truly invest in the story.
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The ladies of importance well chosen. The simple words of yours to give them glory, well written.
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Contents








• A Dream Writer
• The Star of the North
• Lady Spy
• I will not be led in a triumph
• Angel of Prisons
• She sells seashells
• The maid of Orleans
• The Queen of Castile
• Doctor of the Church
• The Nobel Peace Prize Environmentalist












A Dream Writer

(In praise of Mary Shelley)





She had a thirst for knowledge and a mind that persevered
A prompt from Byron to write a ghost story, she considered
Morning after morning when all she replied with a negative
It was from one of her wakeful nights, a story she would give

She saw her ghost fable in front of her eyes, with signs of life
She was frightened and spent the night in uneasy wakerife
She began writing her dream and it became "Frankenstein"
She realised that she had stepped out from childhood wherein


When two of her children met with unexpected death
She turned to writing, weeping and holding her breath
She channelled her thoughts on her political freedom
She came up with novels and plays in creative wisdom

She financially aided the women whom society disapproved
It was not in boast, but simple justice that she was moved
She was a political radical throughout her life with empathy
She reformed the society through cooperation and sympathy














The Star of the North

(In praise of Catherine the Great)





Her coronation was one of the main treasures along with cadastres
The Russian Empire extended a little over 2 million square kilometres
Russia emerged as the dominant leader, defeating mighty powers
The Glory of Catherine amidst victories ushered in like thundershowers

She was the pioneer for Russia as an international mediator in disputes
League of Armed Neutrality was one of her key mediation attributes
Industries rose in textiles and ironworks with serfs during her reign
Russian economy, modernized by Volga Germans who were foreign

For funding military needs Government paper money was issued
Assignation Bank and its bank branches were thus pursued
In arts, literature and education, she had earned a reputation
Contributed to comedies, memoirs, encyclopaedia's proliferation

Leading economists became members of Free Economic Society
She recruited scientists to the Russian capital for scientific satiety
In her Nakaz, she issued codes to address modernisation trends
"The Star of the North" in 500 districts and 50 provinces she propends

She was a great patron of Russian opera, culture and arts
With head held high and regal costume, she won over hearts
She conferred "Charter of the Towns" and "Charter to the Nobility"
Her legal innovations bolted Russia to the phase of hypnotisability



Catherine the Great became Russia's longest ruling female leader
She was influenced by modernism and was a conceptualizer
The Catherinian Era was famed the Golden Age of Russia
The enlightened queen revitalised the country in nostalgia

















Lady Spy

(In praise of Vera Atkins)





She began her work in the French section of the SOE as a secretary
She became a de facto intelligence officer as deemed necessary
She recruited and deployed British agents in occupied France
She awaited decoded transmissions sent by them furtherance

Known for her steel-trap intelligence and fierce loyalty absolute
She stood on the runway to watch each take off in a parachute
While Hitler was unaware of Atkin's street smart brilliance
The F Section was equivalent to fifteen division's endurance

She was ardent in the search for F Section's 118 missing agents
Ensured that they were widely recognized for their achievements
In the world of spies, the tight-lipped, outspoken lady was the boss
The Knight of the Legion of Honour was grieved with tremendous loss

In this book, tributes have been written to the following ten women who made an impact in society: Mary Shelley, Catherine the Great, Vera Atkins, Cleopatra, Elizabeth Fry, Mary Anning, Joan of Arc, Isabella of Castile, Catherine of Siena and Wangari Maathai

After the Norman conquest of England in 1066, the written form of the Anglo-Saxon language became less common. Under the influence of the new aristocracy, French became the standard language of courts, parliament, and polite society. As the invaders integrated, their language and literature mingled with that of the natives, and the Norman dialects of the ruling classes became Anglo-Norman. From then until the 12th century, Anglo-Saxon underwent a gradual transition into Middle English. Political power was no longer in English hands, so that the West Saxon literary language had no more influence than any other dialect and Middle English literature was written in the many dialects that corresponded to the region, history, culture, and background of individual writers.[19]

In this period religious literature continued to enjoy popularity and Hagiographies were written, adapted and translated: for example, The Life of Saint Audrey, Eadmer's (c. 1060 – c. 1126).[20] At the end of the 12th century, Layamon in Brut adapted the Norman-French of Wace to produce the first English-language work to present the legends of King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table.[21] It was also the first historiography written in English since the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle.


Middle English Bible translations, notably Wycliffe's Bible, helped to establish English as a literary language. Wycliffe's Bible is the name now given to a group of Bible translations into Middle English that were made under the direction of, or at the instigation of, John Wycliffe. They appeared between about 1382 and 1395.[22] These Bible translations were the chief inspiration and cause of the Lollard movement, a pre-Reformation movement that rejected many of the teachings of the Roman Catholic Church.

Another literary genre, that of Romances, appears in English from the 13th century, with King Horn and Havelock the Dane, based on Anglo-Norman originals such as the Romance of Horn (ca. 1170),[23] but it was in the 14th century that major writers in English first appeared. These were William Langland, Geoffrey Chaucer and the so-called Pearl Poet, whose most famous work is Sir Gawain and the Green Knight.[24]

Langland's Piers Plowman (written ca. 1360–87) or Visio Willelmi de Petro Plowman (William's Vision of Piers Plowman) is a Middle English allegoricalnarrative poem, written in unrhymed alliterative verse.[25]

Sir Gawain and the Green Knight is a late 14th-century Middle English alliterative romance. It is one of the better-known Arthurian stories of an established type known as the "beheading game". Developing from Welsh, Irish and English tradition, Sir Gawain highlights the importance of honour and chivalry. Preserved in the same manuscript with Sir Gawayne were three other poems, now generally accepted as the work of the same author, including an intricate elegiac poem, Pearl.[26] The English dialect of these poems from the Midlands is markedly different from that of the London-based Chaucer and, though influenced by French in the scenes at court in Sir Gawain, there are in the poems also many dialect words, often of Scandinavian origin, that belonged to northwest England.[26]


Middle English lasted until the 1470s, when the Chancery Standard, a London-based form of English, became widespread and the printing press started to standardise the language. Chaucer is best known today for The Canterbury Tales. This is a collection of stories written in Middle English (mostly in verse although some are in prose), that are presented as part of a story-telling contest by a group of pilgrims as they travel together from Southwark to the shrine of St Thomas Becket at Canterbury Cathedral. Chaucer is a significant figure in the development of the legitimacy of the vernacular, Middle English, at a time when the dominant literary languages in England were still French and Latin.

At this time, literature in England was being written in various languages, including Latin, Norman-French, and English: the multilingual nature of the audience for literature in the 14th century is illustrated by the example of John Gower (c. 1330 – October 1408). A contemporary of William Langland and a personal friend of Chaucer, Gower is remembered primarily for three major works: the Mirroir de l'Omme, Vox Clamantis, and Confessio Amantis, three long poems written in Anglo-Norman, Latin and Middle English respectively, which are united by common moral and political themes.[27]

Significant religious works were also created in the 14th century, including those of Julian of Norwich (ca. 1342 – ca. 1416) and Richard Rolle. Julian's Revelations of Divine Love (about 1393) is believed to be the first published book written by a woman in the English language.[28]

A major work from the 15th century is Le Morte d'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory, which was printed by Caxton in 1485.[29]This is a compilation of some French and English Arthurian romances, and was among the earliest books printed in England. It was popular and influential in the later revival of interest in the Arthurian legends.[30]

Medieval theatre

In the Middle Ages, drama in the vernacular languages of Europe may have emerged from enactments of the liturgy. Mystery plays were presented in the porches of cathedrals or by strolling players on feast days. Miracle and mystery plays, along with morality plays(or "interludes"), later evolved into more elaborate forms of drama, such as was seen on the Elizabethan stages. Another form of medieval theatre was the mummers' plays, a form of early street theatre associated with the Morris dance, concentrating on themes such as Saint George and the Dragon and Robin Hood. These were folk tales re-telling old stories, and the actors travelled from town to town performing these for their audiences in return for money and hospitality.[31]

Mystery plays and miracle plays are among the earliest formally developed plays in medieval Europe. Medieval mystery plays focused on the representation of Bible stories in churches as tableaux with accompanying antiphonal song. They developed from the 10th to the 16th century, reaching the height of their popularity in the 15th century before being rendered obsolete by the rise of professional theatre.[32]


19th century engraving of a performance from the Chester mystery play cycle.

There are four complete or nearly complete extant English biblical collections of plays from the late medieval period. The most complete is the York cycle of 48 pageants. They were performed in the city of York, from the middle of the 14th century until 1569.[33] Besides the Middle English drama, there are three surviving plays in Cornish known as the Ordinalia.[34]

Having grown out of the religiously based mystery plays of the Middle Ages, the morality play is a genre of medieval and early Tudor theatrical entertainment, which represented a shift towards a more secular base for European theatre.[35] Morality plays are a type of allegory in which the protagonist is met by personifications of various moralattributes who try to prompt him to choose a godly life over one of evil. The plays were most popular in Europe during the 15th and 16th centuries.[36]

The Somonyng of Everyman (The Summoning of Everyman) (c. 1509 – 1519), usually referred to simply as Everyman, is a late 15th-century English morality play. Like John Bunyan's allegory Pilgrim's Progress (1678), Everyman examines the question of Christian salvation through the use of allegorical characters.[

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The words "Library" looked extremely proper. Lu Shu could not hide his excitement. He looked around secretly and stepped into the library since he did not see anyone around.
Lu Shu was thinking, could there be a guard around in an important place like the library?! After all, it contained the books of the entire palace of the King of Gods!
However, when Lu Shu walked in, nobody stopped him. There was nobody in the library.
He took a few steps behind and pushed a door near the cottage. Then, he saw a man sitting with his legs crossed on the ground with a sword in its sheath. When the man heard the door open, he opened his eyes. However, when he opened his eyes, the door was already closed. 
Lu Shu walked into the library feeling bothered. "Isn't there someone here, not everyone has gone to the Sword Hut selections. Why isn't anyone guarding the library, which is an important place?"
As he said that, he stepped into the library. As he walked, he examined the orientation of the room. When he saw the first two rows of shelves, he was stunned. It was difficult to look at these books, they were the poems of the king?!
Were the people crazy? Why did they keep such books?
Lu Shu sighed. He thought the Sword Hut was different but it was just as old-fashioned!
Old-fashioned!
He randomly grabbed a book and flipped. He was stunned almost immediately. The first poem was "Quiet Night Thought" written by Li Bai[1]! 
The poem was printed within and the author's name was handwritten!
"Don't tell me the owner of the Sword Hut wrote it," exclaimed Lu Shu.
He had always been curious. In the past, someone told him that the owner of the Sword Hut went to the palace of the King of Gods to fight with the old King of Gods for the poems of the king. At that moment, he wondered if the owner of the Sword Hut was someone from Earth? 
There were also rumors saying how the owner of the Sword Hut was a child adopted by the old King of Gods when he was out on a vacation. Therefore, Lu Shu was thinking, perhaps he went to Earth and copied so many poems?
Therefore, the owner of the Sword Hut should have come from Earth too…
Therefore, the owner of the Sword Hut did not expose the old King of Gods blatantly but instead helped to take care of his reputation. However, the books in the Sword Hut's Library was filled with handwritten information regarding the book's author and place of origin…
Initially, Lu Shu was not very interested in the library but he suddenly became extremely interested…
He felt as though his heart was burning with the urge to find out more. He revealed such a big secret by randomly flipping through a book?
He wanted to take every book out to flip through them. Then, Lu Shu realized that the owner of the Sword Hut had written down the author of every poem. Of course, the owner of the Sword Hut was not someone who studied the old poems. Therefore, it was understandable that they did not know who the author of certain poems were.
However, even if they did not know who the author was, they still wrote a small line of words at the back of the poem. Although Lu Shu did not know who wrote it, he was certain that it was not written by that particular person.
Tsk tsk, Lu Shu was initially mad with how the old King of Gods got rid of his backup plan. Now that he saw what the owner of the Sword Hut did, he suddenly felt relieved…
After a very long time spent flipping through the books, Lu Shu regained his senses and realized that the sun had set. At this moment, he heard footsteps outside the library. Then, he heard Gu Lingfei's voice. "What is going on, how can he go missing in the Sword Hut? If he disappeared, you guys are in trouble!"
Suddenly, Gu Lingfei stopped in front of the library of the cottage and turned. Both Gu Lingfei and Lu Shu's eyes met.
Lu Shu was about to say that he entered to take a look at the books. Since he was young, he loved to read books… Then, he suddenly realized that Gu Lingfei's expression turned to a look of disbelief. It was the first time she showed that expression on her beautiful face.
Gu Lingfei was shocked. "How did you get in? Who allowed you to go in?"
Lu Shu was unhappy. Nobody was guarding the library and there was no rule stating that nobody could enter. Why couldn't he enter? He said while looking at Gu Lingfei, "I am here to browse the books…"
"You…" Gu Lingfei was panicking. She tried to take a step into the library of the cottage and before her feet could touch the ground, the sound of a sword could be heard echoing throughout the library. It was an extremely sharp sound. 
Lu Shu looked up in shock. He suddenly realized that the grass of which the cottage was made up of turned as dangerous as swords! The library was a sword formation! 
At this moment, he finally understood why Gu Lingfei panicked. No wonder the place was left unguarded. Ordinary people could not even enter, including Master Gu Lingfei!
Gu Lingfei asked coldly, "Teacher had left for so many years and nobody could enter! Why can you enter?!"
Lu Shu was confused. "That's right, how did I enter?"
As he said that, Lu Shu stepped into the deep corners of the library and Gu Lingfei demanded in a low voice, "Get out now!"
Lu Shu said nonchalantly, "You come in and get me…"
Although Lu Shu did not understand why others could not enter but he could, he knew that if he went out and was caught by Gu Lingfei, he would never have the chance to go in again!
Therefore, he could not go out. Moreover, the way back home was in the library! Or rather, he wanted to dig out all the secrets in the library before he left!
Judging from how Gu Lingfei rushed Lu Shu out, it seemed like she had entered in the past and knew that it was an important place. However, that was precisely why Lu Shu wanted to stay.
Moreover, if the Master could not enter the cottage, it was the safest place…
However, Lu Shu thought that even though the owner of the Sword Hut had exceeded the Master realm, they would not be able to prevent a master from entering by randomly plotting a sword formation. Gu Lingfei probably did not attack because she was worried that she would destroy the entire library. 
Lu Shu did not know that all the seven Masters of the Sword Hut had entered the library and was taught by the owner of the Sword Hut.
This was the second most mysterious place, apart from the rear mountain, in the Sword Hut. Only those of the Master Realm could enter. After the owner of the Sword Hut left hurriedly 12 years ago, nobody could enter the library at all.
As Lu Shu walked, he suddenly discovered that the library only had poems of the king… He did not believe it initially but after touring the entire library, he confirmed that there were only poems of the king….
His face turned black immediately. Were all the books hidden?!
[1] One of the most famous classical Chinese poems by the famous poet


Magical energy has come to this world; Lu Shu could only stare as one powerhouse after another appear.

Looking at his own peculiar ability, he exhaled a breath of cold air.

Dog balls!

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This is the story of an orphan, Lu Shu. He is not any regular orphan, but a metahuman experiencing the changes in himself, his country and the world during the dawn of the magical era. Watch as Lu Shu embarks on a journey to hone his peculiar abilities together with his sister, the adorable and charismatic Lu Xiaoyu. Along the way, they’ll encounter supernatural events, obstacles and even the most powerful people in their country. How will Lu Shu make the best of his abilities and oust his never-ending list of rivals and opponents?

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