Farewell to a Friend by Hsüeh T’ao

The water country’s reeds and rushes, night, covered with frost;
The moon’s coldness, the mountains’ cast share a bleak, pale blue.
Who can say, from this night on, a thousand li away,
My dreams of you, dim as the distant frontier?

translated by Eric W. Johnson

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