ancient style poetry
jade buckeye
玉蝴蝶
Chao Chongzhi
Head south a thousand miles off, Baqiao a look, smoke water Weimang.
Do re-lock the door, people to darkness streamer.
Rain gently, pear courtyard, the wind light, willow pond.
Hate rather long.
Peichen Xiang Pu, Gaotang scattered clouds.
Clean freak.
Weight to a dream, and hand rub plum, cooking wine, begun to taste.
Lonely by the spring, the bridge remains Yan Fei busy.
Yu-hook bar, with more gradual warming, Jin Lv pillow, do not for a long time still fragrant.
The most memorable.
Look at flowers South street, to be on West Wing.
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