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. enRj3CWV4X8wf9ONeGsB1JaNG4lex+YCrX2ACnvH0wyBjh7UdoXu7F/zpWs42DNp