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Xiao Hong

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Xiao Hong was a writer, poet, and essayist who worked in the Chinese language. Born on June 1, 1911, in Hulan District, she held citizenship first under the Qing dynasty and later under the Republic of China. She died on January 22, 1942, in Hong Kong, at the age of thirty years and nearly eight months.

Xiao Hong was born in Hulan District in 1911, a citizen of the Qing dynasty by birth. Her origins in Hulan District placed her at the start of a life that would be short in duration but active across multiple literary forms. She later held citizenship under the Republic of China, reflecting the political transition that her lifespan bridged as a matter of biographical fact.

As a writer, poet, and essayist, Xiao Hong engaged with the Chinese language across more than one literary register. Her work as a prose writer and her practice as a poet indicate a range of expression that moved between lyric and essayistic modes. These three identities — writer, poet, essayist — together define the scope of her literary activity as recorded in the available record of her life.

Xiao Hong died on January 22, 1942, in Hong Kong. Her death in that city marks the concrete final point of her career as a Chinese-language writer. She had been born a subject of the Qing dynasty in Hulan District and died a citizen of the Republic of China in Hong Kong, having worked throughout her life in the Chinese language as a writer, poet, and essayist.

Quotes by Xiao Hong

This time we'll be fighting for the nation. The company commander says that it's better to be the ghost of a fallen soldier than a nationless slave. For the sake of our fellow countrymen, our families and our children, we have to resist to the very end... ("Vague Expectations")
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This time we'll be fighting for the nation. The company commander says that it's better to be the ghost of a fallen soldier than a nationless slave. For the sake of our fellow countrymen, our families and our children, we have to resist to the very end... ("Vague Expectations")
That's what life is all about - you're busy, I'm busy, and the end result is death. Sooner or later, that's what it comes to. ("The Death Of Wang Asao")
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That's what life is all about - you're busy, I'm busy, and the end result is death. Sooner or later, that's what it comes to. ("The Death Of Wang Asao")