ancient style poetry
Zhai Xun gift of public
赠翟公巽
Zhang Lei
I'm past the keep to Danyang, Jiang Liu May as exploration soup.
Shijun of living in the hillside, Cang Shi Heqing trees around homes.
Pan bottom of the root Millennium medicine and spiritual immersion in cold slurry through irrigation.
Hide wolfberry on getting a dog bark at night, often heard empty gallery.
Jinshan swing spout the waves, one to go with the fish away Ge Lang.
Vegetarian less deserted most rocks, milk water droplets Whitehead bed.
Green sea turtle negative slope Tuo Rise, white hoof lift total wind Cheung dance.
Jinshan where I parked on the 10th, and poor probe force to take no forgotten.
I cross the river to the south wind had tired of Huainan yellow dust.
Two decades the number of things, such as the tired horse body stiff from the complex.
After all Huainan poor habitat, food is not sufficient Chenopodium amaranticolor towards the intestine.
Yen may decline the public to laugh, listen to the high side of shock unusual.
Yan too poor to dusk I sit, full of bead-free ◇ chaff.
I realized that the world has clear proposals, yet to know the amount to do in order to have meaning.
Jing Jin Baibi day of the Po, Li Wei side without breaking.
Cold ears do not hear half of this, however God had heated public Jue.
Papers were old ugly self-care, management must engage with the fly.
There is not only Sven Seoul, tears pouring my poetry because of the public.
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