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. rnXeBCt7fswr6+xFeN6IZFw9huR87ol1trRICZe6lf7twFvB7zPoADpg4couNTNe
