ancient style poetry
loose Wind Pavilion
松风亭
Cao Yi
Ting Qian Shan Ying Yang Jiang Liu, Ting Wai clouds give it the first obstacle.
Listening to the pines on the bow under the sounds of rock, every village waterside boat away recognition.
Sha Ting send four canopies cold rain, a path Yanlong Autumn Bamboo Temple.
This song sound should be changed, and the enemy of the tour hold piano.
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