ancient style poetry
Wu yi Mountain
武夷山
Fan Shikong
Khe Sanh masterpiece with a few edge, only birds still ape over again.
Gone wild waterfall cliff into the snow flying past the dark-lan best day afternoon.
Water must not know Yu Shu, mountain, such as in-depth _set_ every cent.
Ding cooking stone at the cave clouds, the night also by the couch to sleep.
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