岁暮兵戈乱京国，帛书间道访存亡。 还信忽从天上落，唯知彼此泪千行。
To My Cousins Wei
Ying-wu
Late
last year when the capital was being looted I
sent letters by back roads to see if you survived your
answer has suddenly fallen from the sky all
we know of each other are a thousand streams of tears
（Red Pine 译） |
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