ancient style poetry
Yangzhou Cold Food gifts Have garrison troops or peasants open up wasteland and grow food grain sheet Ministry councillor Wu Cheng-Jun Doctor Class Palace province Liu Cheng
扬州寒食赠屯田张员外成均吴博士同年殿省柳丞
Wang Yucheng
Two years ago the Cold Food Festival, Official Titles straight chambers.
Baiguan leisure break out of deep cover alone Yan shut.
Valet not drunk, thanks to empty full bottle of wine.
Free to pass the pillow, when you hear the bell cord.
Thinking into the no town, Wuran want to carry away.
Cold Food Day last year, Chu special honor on the city.
Folk noise Lane, Spring Pond property Mei Ting.
Yeongyang stream Lu, Langya mountains green.
Banished from official pastime, can not boast Awake.
Often take the official brew, pour the flowers from time to time.
Drunk to read the life experience, turned to tears aspect.
Huaihai hand this year, season and Ching Ming.
The case has left things the heap, no songs cheers.
Xu Act charges brought books, so that passengers tired shuttle.
Quod prison break is not empty, the weir dam repair labor camp.
Why he did not force bad disease, chronic become lazy.
Man of Flowers eyes, adding several factors made the stem.
Jiuyao a little tasteless, ugly prostitutes solid music.
Who made the Cold Food under the take tea all day cooking.
Mita has conjugating, yield sign this off city.
Should be held with previous years, typical giant Gong Yi Fei.
East View Dr. off, find the official was infantry.
Moreover Danbi ago, the same as the Valley Orioles.
I Yap Cheng Yin Temple, homeland complex brothers.
Ming Li Yin palm brine, look toward the road by the end.
Three Yin Banquet less vacation and Tanabata.
Why not making my horse, waste Ying Court, seeking release.
Why not swing my boat, building the base to visit the Stars.
Three spring scene Yujin, Qu Bo before nine levels.
Actually forced Officials, Washington this resistance friendship.
Chunhua an old tired, sick places worry about waking the body.
If water changes, by bad also Junin.
Su Chi storage solutions India, Cheng Dan Lu poetry.
Weiyang not love, there Bianji go farming.
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