A FAREWELL TO HAN SHEN AT THE YUNYANG INN
Long divided by river and sea，
For years we two have failed to meet ——
And suddenly to find you seems like a dream……
With a catch in the throat， we ask how old we are.
……Our single lamp shines， through cold and wet，
On a bamboo- thicket sheathed in rain；
But forgetting the sadness that will come with tomorrow，
Let us share the comfort of this farewell wine.