Note On A Rainy Night To A Friend In The North Poem by Li Shangyin

Note On A Rainy Night To A Friend In The North



You ask me when I am coming. I do not know.
I dream of your mountains and autumn pools brimming all night with the rain.
Oh, when shall we be trimming wicks again, together in your western window?
When shall I be hearing your voice again, all night in the rain?

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