ancient style poetry
Dong Xiange
洞仙歌
Yan Jidao
Chuncan After the rain, green, dark East Pond Road.
Cheng-Mei Yu Yan Zang shame laugh.
Remember that time, have hated Shu Huan flying mirror that now, still suffering problems Huaxin less.
Love does not have a chain, people have changed, like Iraq under the moon Mei Shu good.
Pale beauty, dark hue, charm if the spring capacity, any wish, Xian Hua any grass.
But let a, the situation with the old China to move, then Yao Qin every source, but also must be able to.
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