Thinking of Home During the Winter Festival at Handan邯郸冬至夜思家

I stayed at Handan guest house all

through the Winter Festival， sitting，

clasping my knees， only my shadow to

accompany me， fancying that

my whole family was sitting

in the lamplight talking about a

lonely man on a distant journey.

邯鄲驿里逢冬至，

抱膝灯前影伴身。（剩余119字）

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