ancient style poetry
Fairy
游仙
Shi Wenxiang
Qingfeng climbed high, cloud-way multi-disk Yu.
Pine winter does not wither, slipped into a stone hanging skin.
On Happy days per heart and said all.
Chang Yi Xie where dust, put the situation as often Yan.
CD jade fat clothes, not look dry years.
I am becoming an immortal life altar. Tan Xuan Du name.
Very day the wind from the West, sun, moon and Health East corner.
Gods handed down, Luan crane with call numbers.
Paijian Friends of the Hong cliff, waving strokes Mago.
Chao Kuang flow head pole, so I narrow nine districts.
There are mountains to the music, fame Yan full map.
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