bright Buddhist monk Your visit Fu Ye Fail to achieve one's success Puncture the left Again See Xie Shi Yun And A
Poet: Wang Zhidao
Tom off to visit me, I re-invent, knocking loose off the perfect sound alone.
Sleeves dust back to the custom step, a batch of incense every Buddhist temple.
Tattoo left feeling even greatly, in vain poem suddenly thinking deeper.
Hi still no official disgrace Officials, contacts with busy from Yin. |
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