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. Kh9yH8asEGcOP0XBrzLM/EWbLLFt0YDJ/44SMjSQU1wZxMRi+C8Jjg6IOHkcA3l7
