The poem
A cold rain mingled with the river at evening, when I entered Wu; In the clear dawn I bid you farewell, lonely as Ch'u Mountain. My kinsfolk in Loyang, should they ask about me, Tell them: "My heart is a piece of ice in a jade cup!"
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The poem
A cold rain mingled with the river at evening, when I entered Wu; In the clear dawn I bid you farewell, lonely as Ch'u Mountain. My kinsfolk in Loyang, should they ask about me, Tell them: "My heart is a piece of ice in a jade cup!"
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