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发帖数: 41 | 1 Translated an elegy to mark the visit of an angel last night, in dream.
(With apologies to Su, being unable to do his poem justice in English.)
For ten years, thick fog of life and death separates us;
never tried to remember, but it's hard to forget.
Lonely grave stretches a thousand miles,
where is the place for me to whisper my sorrows?
Even if we met, you would not have recognized:
dust covered my face, frost crept onto my head.
Last night, in deep darkness of dream I went home;
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