Shuidiaogetou Uncle John sent Wenchang
Poet: Wu Qian
Xi Ji Fang was going, and even more do not per side.
Surprised Shuangfeng heaven, then under the wing Takaoka.
Miles Qutang smoke waves, Zhao Ting-yun, a month, Miao Miao is the sea.
Night rain, the wind sink, the intended single bleak.
Cuckoo, still live, stirred from the intestine.
Yellow chicken white wine, Wu Yi Xing moving river town owned.
Personnel have unpredictable, hard to say things yo, where asked worlds.
Cao willing to tear off the children, pay Canglang smile. |
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