ON A GATE－TOWER AT YUZHOU
Chen Ziang
Where,before me,are the ages that have gone?
And where,behind me,are the coming generations?
I think of heaven and earth,without limit,without end,
And I am all alone and my tears fall down.
ON A GATE－TOWER AT YUZHOU
Chen Ziang
Where,before me,are the ages that have gone?
And where,behind me,are the coming generations?
I think of heaven and earth,without limit,without end,
And I am all alone and my tears fall down.