ancient style poetry
something that is illusionary and transient
高阳台（春梦）
Wang Maosun
Later than the date of drying clear, smoke thread day, Suo households careless carving open the window.
Busy spring alone, through the warm blue gold lion coal.
Forest Hill slow screen coral banks, either Chui Yin, Over Yao bands.
Quiet silent, elegant color wings, where flying.
Films thousands of miles south road, was misled east, but also near the balcony.
Johnson tired of the rain cloud, passionate hi just wandering.
Call branches dove cry for no reason, then lightly, Guzhen scared back.
Bad feelings, a hospital Yanghwa, a path changtae.
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