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. f1hNYjFP3Bk7OYWUXR+teW7wSZSi4iy+n5DVz86ZnJsazFRO9AwbmDanDwWVP4nT
