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. 2VUX0d1LX28eqGek6337/6htuGyJqZ6E279KSoI+oIyR4r1VrXhk0Km0gfvuKhEe