ancient style poetry
Huai above
述怀
Luo Taishou
Huainan back two decades, he throws mountains still to the old.
Neither the wine off the poor hate debt, waves still pass the old name of Devon.
Liu Xiao-day round of thinking outside the hoof, in the flower before spring Jiegu.
Now listening bottle Sheng Yun, still in the year pharynx Philharmonic.
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