ancient style poetry
Coffee Senna Seed
望江南
Tao Mingshu
Autumn Wing, Moon Shadow on the railings.
Yan stuffed pillow Dreaming off the cold, cold sound of the horn blowing thoroughly just before dawn.
Chui Mei silent save.
Days getting late, tears of wine first bomb.
Saibei thousands of miles south, do not easily Jianjun Jun difficult.
Where is Chang.
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