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Our fourth story is titled Zhuang Xi's Dream,

is by Sao Ba Yu translated by Stella Jiayu Zhu.

Sao Ba Yu was born in Luoyong Henan province and currently lives in Shanghai.

He started writing science fiction novels during college, which led to some publishing

success and awards. He also writes poetry and fiction in other genres and currently works as a

game designer. Sao's favorite science fiction writer is Han Song. Stella Jiayu Zhu

can be found at the website. Stella Zhu.com and is a translator, editor, and academic.

She is interested in all questions concerning the nature of intention and reality. When not writing,

she is a tutor at St. John's College, Annapolis. She has a PhD in philosophy from the University of

Notre Dame and is the managing editor of Notre Dame Philosophical Reviews.

So my dear listener, I hope you can sit back, relax, and let me tell you a story.

Late in summer stirred while spring lay dormant, April had come to the kingdom of Song and brought

with it spells of rain. Tad Pohl's in the pond recently developed hind legs. Above, a stray shower

had been drumming at the water, pitapat. The rain, Rinsky, was tinged, a darkening hue from horizon

to zenith all the way to the concealed eternal stars. When clouds were few, they resembled freshly

picked cotton. Other times, they flocked to build elaborate pavilions in the sky. A barefooted young man

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