ancient style poetry
Azolla
满江红
Duan Keji
Spring-third, still unknown one, the Lantern Festival was over.
Merry office, soft red Xiang Wu, never received light.
Yellow willow Shaotou still light, red plum calyx end of the early break.
When the east wind blowing over the green Yingzhou, worry-free that.
No one thing, King and He.
Songs I Chi, Jun to and.
Asked to do with life, must Qihuo.
White fell on Castle Peak dumping good, the cause of violation of people more off rude.
Afraid of him, threatening to wealth, harm Gaowo.
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