ancient style poetry
Few play
风入松
Xie Mao
PMC old boy crazy, places fragrant powder habitat, self-pity scored Dongjun Italy, three years, and you see SONG east wall.
Petals red shadow dance laugh, drunk sleep Grass sun.
Dreaming to do with the melodious, off to think about.
Recently, Yao Wei, eyes-free, who is more, the management lead of Fong? Heyang decline coming from the exchange, a misty rain curtain yellow plum.
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