ancient style poetry
Huai above
述怀
Shang Shankesisheng
Who lives in Station Road, Barry no neighbors. Between incompatible asked, knowing about Spring Hill home.
South Gun night rustling, pine and poplar. Family should have a dream, far off no longer intestine.
Penni_set_um cold dew, the chaos in the mountain moon. Is the evening assiduously strike, cold candles and the king of the same.
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