LOOKING AT THE MOON AND THINKING OF ONE FAR AWAY
Zhang Jiuling 

                          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.