Songchuyongzhi Wuchang
Poet: Li Bai
Sai Lau Huang month, the Yangtze River Miles situation. Thirty degrees spring, air memory Wuchang City.
Seoul to send can not do anything different, but unfortunately did not pour Cup title. Even Zhang Le Lake, the mountains by boat line.
Heavy Snow to Chu, Qing Shi Zhuan Xie Tiao. Canglang I have music, to send into the Sao singing. |
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