ancient style poetry
suddenly coulee
蓦山溪
Cheng Gai
Old style, is beyond everything.
Just love little book a boat, left around, Langgan few.
Call on the wind about, with the sub-music career, do not envy the rich, do not worry about the poor, not afraid of falling into the black toad.
Drive drunk three glasses, turn things around feel great.
Drunk hundred poems from his best, crane and Dragons.
Heave things, also with the original days, Albatron, the clouds, the term arrangements for me.
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