Poet: Huang Tingjian
Cheng hastily crossed, Changsha economic difficulties.
Middle of the night shift offshore boat, No Jin dressed today.
Pines from the degree of the music, I do not have to play the strings.
Huiyuan incense Society, adherents of Zen.
Though not a man thing, yet also quiet joy.
For customers to open, said feast shall not be made to. |