Thinking of Home on Winter Solstice Night at Handan
At roadside inn I pass the Winter Solstice Day,
Clasping my knees, my shadow is my company,
I think, till dead of night my family would stay,
And talk about the poor lonely wayfaring me.
Thinking of Home During the Winter Festival at Handan
I stayed at Handan guest house all
through the Winter Festival, sitting,
clasping my knees, only my shadow to
accompany me, fancying that
my whole family was sitting
in the lamplight talking about a
lonely man on a distant journey.
（Rewi Alley 译）