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沅钧

旧榻残灯酒半倾，
一樽犹对故人情。
风来似问重携否，
杯底寒光月更明。

英文版：When Cups Remember
The lamp burns low beside a tilted jar,
Half light, half longing—both have wandered far.
A wind-borne question stirs the silent air:
“If hearts beat still, do journeys we not share?”
Then, c