The rolling waves crash on the riverbank,

There was a roar that was about to tear the sky.

The ferries are busy shuttling back and forth,

I stand alone by the river.

Looking at the smoke of the hometown from afar,

Tearful eyes are hazy and sunset.

I don't know where the old man is,

I have covered my tears and wet face.

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