Severe winter passed, snow just clearing up.
Faintly seen spring light: a thread of brightness.
Butterfly dance, flowers bloom: know that spring is here.
Sunset years, old folks add another to their age.
For Mr. Wang, going to Egypt
Float the ocean* not because your way cannot be met.
Green clouds** planning your future ten-thousand miles.
Will you not glorify your ancient country?
***Surely new poems will be sent farther and wider.
Beside the Pyramids, shadows of palm trees abound.
On the bank of the Nile, ripples of water run clear.
We both desire to uphold the beauty of our homeland.†
Big Bie Mountain†† range is perfectly suited for our cities.
*floating on the ocean is a metaphor for living
**green clouds is a metaphor for career
†Mr. Wang came from a long line of scholars, a family of great poets
††Lima (the name of his house) was near the mountain in my region
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