Help needed to ID an old Chinese/Asian Metal Box
THIS IS AN OLD CHINESE/ASIAN METAL BOX I INHERITED
IT IS 4" BY 3.2" BY 1.75"
IT HAS A COPPER LINING, THERE IS NO HALLMARK ON THE BOTTEM OF THE BOX
I AM LOOKING FOR ANY INFO ON AGE, PROVENANCE OR OTHER INFO
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waxu_93
·1 year ago黄æ€æ°¸ 书 ------huang siyong write
Huang Siyong (1842 - 1914), styled Shenzhi and also known by the sobriquet Yipiao, was from Jiangning, Jiangsu (present-day Nanjing). He was an important figure in the late Qing Dynasty:
### Achievements in the Imperial Examination System In the sixth year of the Guangxu reign of the Qing Dynasty (1880), he became the Number One Scholar in the Gengchen Imperial Examination and was appointed as a compiler in the Hanlin Academy. Under the imperial examination system at that time, this was a very high honor, representing that his academic attainments and talent had been highly recognized.
### Political Achievements - He actively participated in the Reform Movement of 1898 and supported Emperor Guangxu in his efforts to strengthen the country through innovation. He was an important member of the Party of Emperor Guangxu. During the Reform Movement of 1898, he had close contacts with Kang Youwei and others and devoted himself to a series of reform activities. - After the failure of the Reform Movement of 1898, Huang Siyong was implicated, dismissed from his post and imprisoned. He was released after the Boxer Rebellion in 1900.
### Contributions to Industry - He had relatively open-minded ideas and paid attention to the development of industry. He advocated "saving the nation through industry." He participated in the establishment of some modern enterprises. For example, he invested in the establishment of the Beijing Industrial and Commercial Bureau, which played a certain role in promoting the development of modern industry and commerce. - He wrote works such as *Records of the Journey in the South* and *Miscellaneous Notes of Korea*, which to a certain extent reflected the social outlook at that time and his observations and thoughts.
waxu_93
·1 year ago翻译æˆè‹±è¯ï¼š
On the fifteenth day of the tenth month in that year, I walked from the Snow Hall and was going back to Lin'gao. Two guests accompanied me as we crossed the slope of Huangni. Frost and dew had already fallen, and the leaves on the trees had all dropped. Our shadows were cast on the ground, and when we looked up, we saw the bright moon. We looked at each other and were delighted, chanting poems and answering each other as we walked. Presently, I sighed and said, "We have guests but no wine; we have wine but no dishes. With the moon so bright and the breeze so clear, what shall we do on such a lovely night?" One of the guests said, "Just at dusk today, we cast the net and caught a fish. It has a big mouth and fine scales, looking like the perch in the Songjiang River. But where can we get wine?" I went home and consulted my wife about it. My wife said, "I have a few gallons of wine that I've kept for a long time, just in case of an unexpected need." So we took the wine and the fish and went to tour below Red Cliff again. The river flowed with a rushing sound, and the cliffs were a thousand feet high. The mountains were high, the moon was small, and the water receded, revealing the rocks. It had not been long since we last came, yet the river and mountains seemed unrecognizable. I then lifted my robe and climbed up. I walked on the steep rocks, pushed through the overgrown grass, sat on rocks shaped like tigers and leopards, climbed onto twisted trees like dragons, reached for the high nest of the perched falcon, and looked down at the deep palace of the River God. The two guests couldn't follow me. I let out a long, shrill cry. The plants and trees were stirred, the mountains echoed, and the valleys reverberated. The wind rose and the water surged. I felt melancholy and sad, solemn and terrified, and it was so cold that I couldn't stay any longer. We went back, got on the boat, and let it float in the middle of the stream until it stopped wherever it would. By then, it was almost midnight. Looking around, all was desolate and quiet. Just then, a solitary crane came flying from the east across the river. Its wings were as big as cartwheels. It had a dark tail and a white body, and it let out a long, harsh cry as it skimmed over our boat and flew westward. Before long, the guests left, and I went to sleep. I dreamed of a Taoist priest, who was wearing a flowing feather robe and passed below Lin'gao. He bowed to me and said, "Did you have a good time touring Red Cliff?" I asked his name, but he bowed his head and didn't answer. "Ah! I know! Wasn't it you who flew and cried past me last night?" The Taoist priest looked at me and smiled. I woke up in a start. I opened the door and looked, but couldn't find where he was.
waxu_93
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waxu_93
·1 year ago元嘉4å¹´----ad 427 year
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It was the tenth month of the year. After the new moon had passed for two weeks, when I was strolling with two guests along the ridge, the frost had descended, and the trees were bare. I raised my head and looked at the sky and said, "How pleasant the wind is today!" My guests bowed and said, "It's a good time for a feast. But how can we get wine?" At that time, I had caught a huge fish the day before, as big as the mouth of a basin, with fine scales and a yellow belly. I went home and discussed with my wife about getting wine. My wife said, "I have saved some wine for a long time, just in case of an unexpected need." So we carried the wine and the fish and went south along the Yangtze River. We climbed up the steep cliff, thrust through the tall scrub, and reached the top where the huge rocks jutted out like hills. The lower part of the rocks hung over the deep stream, while the mountain above seemed to touch the sky. Looking around, I felt solemn and sad, with a sense of awe and terror, and could not bear to stay any longer. Looking back, I saw a lonely crane, flying from the west. It passed over us with a long cry between the hills and the water. As night grew deeper and we were about to go home, our guests left, and I went to sleep. I dreamed of a Taoist priest, wearing a feathered gown and coming towards me with leisurely steps. He saluted me at the crossroads of Qizhou and asked, "How was your tour of the Red Cliff?" When I asked his name, he bowed his head without answering. "Ah, I know!" I said. "Yesterday evening, the one that cried as it flew over us - wasn't that you?" The priest looked at me and laughed. I woke up, opened the door, and he was nowhere to be seen.