ancient style poetry
Stories of
念奴娇
Mo Mingshi
Rain fat red blossoms, the heart Qingtu, Hong spray absolutely clear.
Higurashi Tian Han, alone rely Xiuzhu, pure and noble.
May be spring, flowers if see, hide their faces should be ashamed to kill.
When the wind arrived in the rain, made the fear of blowing cold Sharp.
Xiaoxiao love a wall, the East, the way the distance, comfort people have been thirsty.
Fighting pressure Langan, who faces a total of flower, is difficult to distinguish the merits.
Rui chewing find incense, Lingboweibu, snow Qin Wu Ling socks.
Yu-fiber folded, lassitude people have Xiecha.
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