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. mIYHnWPERreil63R16Z8Ivp8sRPQqPg+ue0xdzoVosxX+Hr3vUunavU0jTaeHOza
