Under The Border Fortress Poem by Wang Changling

With this cold night-rain hiding the river, you have come into Wu.
In the level dawn, all alone, you will be starting for the mountains of Ch'u.
Answer, if they ask of me at Lo-yang:
'One-hearted as ice in a crystal vase.'
It's night, icy rain falling as we follow the River into Wu,
on a still dawn I'll see you off, how lonely Chu's mountains will be.
If my kith and kin at Luoyang ask of me, do you answer,
'My heart's a sheet of ice in a jade vase.'