ancient style poetry
Dong Xiange
洞仙歌
Jiang Jie
Friends of the rain thinking of
World where the most memorable wine? However, the cloud is stopped to friends and relatives.
No one at this time, thousands of sadness.
Westerly, the long with dry charge Shuailiu.
Last night language, dumping books ◇, window candle Xinxuan small red beans.
To get the door, the rain is rustling.
Sigh this rain this situation of non old.
To be with child, compared with yellow flowers of mining, but also uncertain Double Ninth Festival, the fruit can not clear?
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