The moon, grown full now over the sea, 
Brightening the whole of heaven, 
Brings to separated hearts 
The long thoughtfulness of night…. 
It is no darker though I blow out my candle. 
It is no warmer though I put on my coat. 
So I leave my message with the moon 
And turn to my bed, hoping for dreams.

Zhang Jiuling

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