ancient style poetry
lodge at Lulin Liu Guobo will Meng antecedent
寄庐陵刘国博会孟先辈
Lian Wenfeng
Calls sigh what a dream world, elf} {spirits Exchange the cold night boo.
Melt strength to do things off, when the poor without the article through the ages.
Mr. Wen rely on wind and rain driving, gestures are not near the heart himself.
Disperse the pool plumbing is Hong Qin, things changed and does not Lu.
Xi Lu East Gate has no one, traveling outside the state this dust.
Such as fly ash with dark paint, Emmanuel rugged little competition.
New Young King extravagant floats, festooned the spring school Yan Tao Li.
Chen Yuan who is running out, did not know Peter Chun worthy ashamed to die.
Year-end snow river empty sky, Qiantang landscape over the years.
A word off the dead, has the know can still pass.
Lack of shame to send poetry Bangkok, hate less love more songs.
Language haggard but also neighbors, the ancient capital heartbroken song writing.
Was moved to Tianjin worry too many cases, copper camel thorns lanes deep.
Wu Yunjiang colorless dark trees, a thousand miles of this desolate heart.
Dr. Head has white Changli, Ha Ji Shi year off.
Without employing all the universe, saw poetry heavy phase memory.
Amidst the desolate belch laugh together before, Yokoe old crane to go today.
I want the feathers with short wings, fly with the wind sent this situation.
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