杜鹃，敝同乡的魂，在文学上占有的地位，恐怕任何鸟儿都比不上。我们一提出杜鹃，心头眼底便好像有说不尽的诗意。

它本身不用说，已经是望帝的化身了。有时又被认为薄命的佳人，忧国的志士；声是满腹乡思，血是遍山踯躅；可怜、哀惋、纯洁、至诚……在人们的心目中成了爱的象征。这爱的象征似乎已经成为了民族的感情。而且，这种感情还超越了民族的范围，东方诸国大都受了感染。然而，这实在是名不符实的一个最大的例证。 

To begin with, she is the incarnation of the legendary king of ancient Sichuan named Wang Di. She has come to be known sometimes as a beauty with misfortune and sometimes as a patriot concerned over the fate of the nation. Her call is full of longings for home; she loiters about the mountains crying and spitting up blood．She is pathetic， sad, pure and sincere…She is in the eyes of all a symbol of love, which seems to have become a national feeling. And this feeling has gone beyond the national boundary to affect most of the eastern countries. Nevertheless, all that is a typical instance of un- deserved reputation.