Lake overcast so household
Poet: Ai Xingfu
See the clear water marks fall for the sand, into the lake the shade with disabilities home.
Mei Hua Chun is still one or two small, wild three to five words at the beginning of ramp.
Years Qijiu Duosi Luo, five nights a half souls Beautiful Dream.
Treasure Yaoqin Mo blows, the west river boiling Lu Jia. |
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