Poet: Tang Yanqian
In spring unhappy end, not rambling collection. As the ancient stream, only Homeward Jiang Liu.
New bonus Shuoshuo, the old mountain is covered with white flowers. Jin Zhang old door, messy house the remaining waste.
Language back to spring, Mo to the new flowers. I see the force is the people, more than Jin Yicheng Weng.
Lack of pity more than gold, cinnabar Yi He Yi. Next year more species of flowers, spring from the acquaintance. |