Wang Ya
（I）
In bygone years alone in empty room did I stay
To dream of the mountains of homeland far away
Seeing no wild geese bringing me your letter now
I only find the new moon like your arching brow. KsIoLUT41PN4L+S6c4c95xFzk6ZqBh/YkdX3GhLvn4Z8ozqFX6u3qNgXiXBHrigB
