Meng Jiao
I hold your robe lest you should go.
Where are you, dear, going today?
Your late return brings me less woe
Than your heart being stolen away. cHcU4j/lFeXLDVMjFmN5b6ZL1v0nswOuWyyekqaXMQDlW9qF1oNxDlB2jRyvdAN5