Joy to Meet

By Li Yu

        Stepping upward the stairs alone 

        To the western windows silently

        While the moon hangs on the sky like a sickle

        I pity those wordless sycamore trees

        standing lonely in the Fall breeze

        of the far backyard

        Longing to see you my dear

        My mind and soul are wandering 

        like crazy for so long

        Still unable to stop thinking of you

        Not even for one moment

        Sorrow and sadness occupy my whole heart

        like never before

        from bottom up

                        (雨斤 译)

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