Reply to Comrade Guo Moruo 1961

A thunderstorm burst over the earth,

So a devil rose from a heap of white bones.

The deluded monk was not beyond the light,

But the malignant demon must wreak havoc.

The Golden Monkey wrathfully swung his massive cudgel,

And the jade-like firmament was cleared of dust.

Today, a miasmal mist once more rising,

We hail Sun Wukong, the wonder-worker.