宋代 王令 Wang Ling  宋代   (1032~1059)
8 juniper map
白鸡冠花
feel sad with withered plants in the autumn
别表弟司秀才
别陈药院
allo- Huang duan decline
allo- Old man Wang yuan S
别张粤南夫温子坚元白满执中子权黄冀端微
Disease since heard that quite Tanzanite greedy hill far away Cannot swim
Disease
choose a place for residence
It does not rain
Do not want to fisheries
To _select_ instruct Sheng- beauty Ge sub- bright
Changfeng
Yangtze Boundless expanse of bright as a mirror
Asakumo
尘土呈介甫
Choushuzhangkuang Shijianruoxu the ideas in one's mind
Take everything but the kitchen sink.
Take everything but the kitchen sink.
Heard of The goatsucker Recalling yesterday Jicuiboyi Zhu yuan assist
Accompanied the high operating
春城望湖
Multiple poems at a time
ancient style poetry

Send full child rights
寄满子权

   Wang Ling

My love child the right to poetry, not the bitter taste of chewing.
Poor Siyu names like, than no one close to a hundred.
Early as greedy pursuers, please ignore repeated Xu Jin.
Yak buildings around the flag, after the first killer edge sword.
Fen Fang fight to take first, chopped chaos suddenly see Xun.
Xu Ping flooding too rural, million while a joint.
Pianbi away from the rather, in the middle seat Wu Bin.
Call ah fight intoxicated, as if the poor enemy slow in speech.
Ben at war before the military after taking off 紖 horse.
A minute later the sound of gold income, almost one million Jun noise.
Group down to pick spears, bow down begging with blood in sacrifice.
Greenish yellow plead, the burglary did not dare blink.
Mysterious cloud pressure emptiness, Ting Chen midnight storm.
To cover the ear from the bed, frightened servant liver and kidney failure.
Zhuang are already solid, more than the status of milk teeth are shed the milk teeth.
Its a long long taste, Yu Tu Fu from Lin.
Like Luobai Zhen, Shun chewing sequential suck.
HSBC to endure more than greed, more than beauty forgotten remains of a meal.
So the remaining population, although the throat long run.
When the horse, the fear of love air two vibration.
Only in between that do not meet, if not be grateful to Lin.
Lookout for this poem, together embers still upside down.
  
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