ancient style poetry
Tin Guqin
听鼓琴
Wang Jiuling
Not only by sound transmission to the spectrum, do not pass the wonderful heart from the promises.
Head waving Wuxian Snapshots, golden stream winds, such as access Wu.
Ragged clothes cabbage hundred branches, coming from the snow, bitter heart dip dip.
I know if the people of the motives, means worthy of the children under the language.
God Yizhi drum _set_ together, and gas financial plug red Sky.
For imposing a sudden change between, nor sorrow Yin moving tragically.
Tippler has been held for Huang, Jun alone what is in the dust.
However, please be more clear plans Lang playing, so I sigh the first three repeated prone.
Italian-day life as I know, the proper disposition of their fitness.
Mountains and streams are friends, not regret that I as ancient.
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