ancient style poetry
Autumn
秋光
Shi Wenxiang
Autumn Xiren bitter, alone I love Autumn.
No sky thousands of miles, far out of Hanbi Qiao.
Maple Ye Rudan, streams Kiyomi stone.
Rain saturated fat pods, chestnut package of cream removed.
Even the domain of rice is yellow, to take wild buckwheat also white.
Lei Ju suddenly surplus hydrogen, Shan Yu and worthy pick.
Sun and Moon are like a bird, a really good time dare to squander.
Knowing quite young apes, with short strategy for me.
West wind broken cap, it clogs wild Xing.
Afraid to board involving labor, far off to visit nesting.
This customer is more pleasant, firewood and fisheries sub-I seats.
Life of your amenities, so why tired a slave.
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