ancient style poetry
Spring Form was
春日书怀
Pan Dalin
Zhou Ji Ling Zhangshui, Fengtao access Lihu.
Long media into a short step, Li jaw off the micro-footer.
Paradise for the game, deep text bitter tie arrest.
Although the rocky bosom Lei, wall or song call.
Old Ji edge lazy, stupid child returned Ning.
Thousand clock stinks of corruption and ten Mu by Gao Yu.
Rain ever close, actually from all garden flowers.
Tibetan Xiliu bridge, side of a new Po marshes.
Twist towel glistening cooked wine, the mass rain hoe.
Line plate with all, when no passenger seat.
Rolling Huaiyin evening, the door through runoff migrating birds.
Looked up feeding Kou, lead hand will be young.
Ask what basin reeling cocoon, Lawson customers switch hub.
Xinghai floating chunks, red hair burn furnace.
I ask a young calf house, Ru Cho mallard.
Shi Heng Gan food cool, Han co-thinking bass.
World on a few plastic columns, people make a good musician at all.
Non-Dragon to design, shoot pheasant Qu good map.
Chopsticks side by Long Han, Ping has been pushing Conquest of Wu.
Draw from the canal Linge, Wuzi the Hermit.
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