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Night Moon
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Du Fu 712-770
The Fuzhou moon is full tonight,
Alone in your room you watch it.
From this distance
I grieve for our small children,
Who miss me here in Changan.
I can imagine their moist curls,
And crystal cold jade arms.
Oh when will we be together again
Moon glow reflected
On tracks of dried teardrops?
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Yuèyè
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Jīn yè Fūzhōu yè,
Guīzhōng zhǐ dú kàn.
Yáo lián xiǎoérnǚ,
Wèi jiě yì Chángān.
Kàn wù yúnhuán shī,
Qīnghuī yùbì hán.
Héshí yī xū huǎng,
Shuāng zhào lèihén gān.
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