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. Alf6cN3TbdvgKL1TtJg3ZHygPO5U+1ggQHLN5AxqsiXZm/omEN4UrjEyg6847Scl
