Yan Long before ten in the world Wuyuan Not return Thanks sweep By nine Sober and calm Thoughts Then into versicle
Poet: Wang Yan
Nine street dust bowl years, I do not know peach open.
Then, after the spring rush, by urging by the old phase.
Such as exposed floating crispy, Fenhua read is gray.
Song Catalpa unharmed not, for a long time off He back. |
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