Qiu Yong's poem "Recalling the Capital"

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The thin pillow is cold, and it feels like parting at first.

It's colder to get up and sleep.

After all, I can't sleep, and the night is as long as years.

I also intend to stay, but I will return to Levi; I have plans to fight for resistance again.

Ten thousand kinds of thoughts, many solutions, only loneliness and fatigue.

This is my life, and I have shed a thousand tears for you.