ancient style poetry
Erlang
二郎神
Liu Yong
Xie Yan light.
Over Muyu, Fang dust shines.
Lu Qing court at first family cold, cool days of water, jade hanging hook away.
Star E should be a long sigh resistance, reminisced about, disco round like driving.
Ahead in the office, micro cloud opacity, dedicated high-diarrhea Galaxy.
Elegant.
Notes for this scene, past and present priceless.
Games ingenuity, pinning upstairs women, carrying noodles, Yunhuan phase sub.
Tin alloy whisper at the hairpin, who counted, corridors and shadows.
May heaven and earth, occupying a pleasure, year after year tonight.
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