Whose No lode
Poet: Lu You
The sound of hundred paces news, hot springs compete with pass,
Slowly flowing chaos clouds, the moon in flexion.
Rice debut in August, citing the machine for Chung,
Xian-flow irrigation vegetable patch, the whole family eat mustard cabbage.
Wash Mu and Zhuo Huan, twilight Mibu for fleas.
Fear of water per bucket width, sad indeed Duling Weng. |
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