Thinking of My Brothers in Shantung on the Ninth Day of the Ninth Month

Wang WeiWang Wei

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Alone now in a strange country,
feeling myself a stranger,
On this bright festival day
I doubly pine for my kinsfolk.
Far away, I know my brothers
will be climbing the heights
With dogwood sprays in their jackets,
and one man missing!
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Wang Wei

699 - 759/ChineseWang Wei (王维) was a Tang Dynasty Chinese poet, musician, painter, and statesman. He was one of the most famous men of arts and letters of his time. His paintings survive only in later copies by other artists, but numerous poems are preserved…

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