Thinking of My Brothers on Mountain-climbing Day

Wang Wei

Alone, a lonely stranger in a foreign land,

I doubly pine for my kinsfolk on holiday.

I know my brothers would, with dogwood spray in hand,

Climb up the mountain and miss me so far away. MnuMlDvsu9izMg5Ho6GLgd2axb5CwS+MVehpNQQvTejSgQvbqCooI5J4rfGvVuqB