Tanpo huan xisha The lake Of late
Poet: Liu Chenweng
Zuili slightly cold the surface wake.
Interjection days the wind does not show cap tilt.
Line across the river deep loose snow, night three shifts.
Shop like in vain May Noda, E7FDE7FD sandy road riding ice.
Not see Yan River three hundred, a boat across. |
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