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. cyC1aoVpDMwh+OPkrv5vFJ60ZvdnQunGSx4ggiF7mx89jW3QDqDDIBKAAwGDzWAW
