Admiral Yi
HanSan Island, the moonlight's bright
At night. Sitting on at tower floor, lonely
Sitting with the sword at waist.
Think and fall in deep anxiety.
Wherever,
Hearing, pipe no sight.
It makes me lay my heart to hurt.
(Apr.25th,2024, Translated by Kinsley Lee)
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