Ganzhou Fu petals locality
Poet: Zhang Yan
Look trickle, water since the two things that have flowers in the village.
Further cross-branch diameter, the sub-day video screens, windows and poly maid.
Who taught the parrot to turn up, out house with weeping willows.
Hi homebound good side, turned to poetry busy.
Liu think the number of weeks the situation, to a hill of a sink, nostalgia Nianguang.
How the heart Deere, banana dreams are Qiantang.
Juxiu would fan dust light barrier, deep mountains, not the old hayang.
No one knew, peonies opened, and re-see Han Xiang. |
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