Looking Forward To Your Coming Home
Since the farewell toast on the lonely riverside that night,
In my dream, your returning boat has been floating in sight.
The Changyi Ridge’s snow loses its whiteness for plum blossoms bright,
And you smell the fragrance of osmanthus in your home-reaching delight.
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