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The wheat near the K'ung-t'ung Mountains will soon be ready for
harvest, Let us hope there will be no war. Please ask your Governor
General: What is the use of acquiring barbarian territories? When a
falcon hungers for food, He will fly low to follow his master. Mr. Kao,
astride a saddled horse, Appears like a frontiersman from the North-
east. Now that you are id of the duties of a police commissioner, You
must be happy to drop the whipping rods. Let me ask what appointment
it is That takes you to Wu-wei in such hot weather. "Only a secretary-
ship," you answer;, "But I am trusted as though I were the Empire's best
man." But can you trust him as much? It will be advisable to be careful
with yourself. After ten years of service with a Governor General, You,
yourself, may head a large area. Since this trip seems to promise much,
I am very happy for you. A man may well be satisfied with the attain-
ment of success and fame, Even though it comes late in life.
I regret that the joy of our meeting has been short; often we have been
separated in different corners of the world. Now again we are to be like
morning and evening stars, One can only long for the other in the pathos
of not meeting. The dreaded wind will soon carry off the great crane, I
can watch, but cannotfollow. Every time I think of yellow dust darken-
ing the deserts, I shall wonder why you should not come back. On the
frontiers, if you have free time, Do send me poems about your military
experience.
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