With tears we grasp each other ’s hand．
Twenty more years －short after all
I once again ascend your hall．
When we met you had not a wife；
Now you have children －such is life！
Beaming they greet their father’s chum；
They ask me from where I have come．
Before our say we each have said
The table is already laid．
Fresh salads from the garden near
Rice mixed with millet frugal cheer．
When shall we meet？‘tis hard to know．
And so let the wine freely flow．
This wine I know will do no harm．
