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The 60 Jiazi Fortune Poems

Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 10: Li Gange Prays for a Child at Mount Wudang

Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 10 is the Yiwei poem of the 60-year cycle, and its story is “Li Gange Prays for a Child at Mount Wudang”. In plain words: This year, pause and hold steady. Half has withered, but half is still alive, so put your energy there.

Yiwei
The flowers bloom and bear fruit, yet half have withered.A pity, this year seems to slip away.Little by little, the sun sinks behind the western hills.Better not to press on down the road for now.

Original Chinese

花開結子一半枯可惜今年爾虛度漸漸日落西山去勸君不用向前途

What it says about…

Overall luck
Hold steady this year. Pause investments, partnerships and loans. Heeding the warning saves you trouble.
Love
Big steps like marriage can wait. For singles, fewer chances doesn't mean none.
Business
Don't expand this year. Keep cash on hand and get through it steadily.
Work
Wait until next year to switch jobs. Save and learn quietly in the meantime.
Buying a home
Let this one go. A better home is out there.
Health
Slow down. Get regular checkups and see a doctor early.
Exams
It may not happen at once this year. There's always more than one road.
Legal disputes
Wait this year. Keep your evidence and let the anger cool.
Family
Talk with your family before any big money decision.

The story behind it

Li Gange Prays for a Child at Mount Wudang

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Questions people ask

Is Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 10 a good fortune?

This set is not ranked from good to bad here. What matters is the reminder: This year, pause and hold steady. Half has withered, but half is still alive, so put your energy there. The choice is yours.

What does Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 10 say about love?

Big steps like marriage can wait. For singles, fewer chances doesn't mean none.

What does Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 10 say in English?

The flowers bloom and bear fruit, yet half have withered. / A pity, this year seems to slip away. / Little by little, the sun sinks behind the western hills. / Better not to press on down the road for now.

Different temples may use slightly different versions.

A fortune poem is a reminder, not an order. The choice is yours.

Chinese poem font: Wang Han-zong Li Shu (GPL v2), with a few added glyphs