Chinese fortune poems, one page each
The 60 Jiazi Fortune Poems
Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 48: Wang Zhaojun Leaves for the Northern Steppe
Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 48 is the Xinhai poem of the 60-year cycle, and its story is “Wang Zhaojun Leaves for the Northern Steppe”. In plain words: Before you move ahead, check whether someone is stirring things up behind you. The road isn't open yet, so take care of yourself.
Original Chinese
What it says about…
- Overall luck
- Things are stuck, and someone may be meddling. Put important things in writing. It loosens after the sixth lunar month.
- Love
- You may feel tired and dragged along. If one person always gives, talk it over. If it truly can't go on, that's okay.
- Business
- If you haven't invested, wait. Check partners, contracts and where the money goes. Cut costs and keep cash.
- Work
- Stay where you are unless the new offer is much better.
- Buying a home
- Buy only if you won't need a heavy loan. Otherwise, wait.
- Health
- Some issues are hard to notice on your own. Regular checkups clear the clouds.
- Exams
- The timing isn't right yet. Missing this one doesn't mean you'll miss the next.
- Legal disputes
- Both sides get hurt, and money spent may not come back. A settlement may serve you better.
- Family
- Keep an eye on family money and secret investments. Talk about money openly.
The story behind it
Wang Zhaojun Leaves for the Northern Steppe
Video
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Questions people ask
Is Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 48 a good fortune?
This set is not ranked from good to bad here. What matters is the reminder: Before you move ahead, check whether someone is stirring things up behind you. The road isn't open yet, so take care of yourself. The choice is yours.
What does Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 48 say about love?
You may feel tired and dragged along. If one person always gives, talk it over. If it truly can't go on, that's okay.
What does Jiazi Fortune Poem No. 48 say in English?
In the unseen world, things are not yet in tune. / Clouds veil the moon, and its light is dim. / Your heart longs to set out on the road, / but I fear your luck has not yet opened.