ancient style poetry
Jingmen Huiquan
荆门惠泉
Su Xun
Ancient county with hills, Cold Spring out of the West Guo.
Cao Cao quiet sound far, Gun Gun pure light live.
When I was young, the Department of horses get slowly flowing.
Love this spring next to the heron, the high position can not climb.
Today more than twenty-contained, I am old spring still.
Zhao Yan decline Archaeology, Shijue old and thin.
At that time with the wandering, half for Izumishita dust.
Water does not go back, but each new visitors.
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