evening Deng zhao True Pavilion Cloud and mist Vanish Huangshan mountains Due to Huai above
Poet: Li Mixun
Mo put Taiqing micro cloud point, wishing to travel alone kiosk project Hyun.
Decade long red heart out of the country, January eyes did not see the mountains green.
Feelings of a thousand days sick alcohol, trouble Wuhou dead mackerel.
谩 tour trail with the party to send, I find the light on the water Ping. |
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