ancient style poetry
Dong xiange Spring
洞仙歌（春雨）
Xie Mao
Fine rain melancholy side.
Shake Yang gossamer breeze outside.
Stuffed Qing Han, and Ming Se, syphilis Nansheng, spring from the old, who turned red tube convergence Chui.
Read the balcony, the day things, good Banyun to, due to a very, does not enter the King Xiang dream.
They add up, cold roll the Yangtze River, and fear is from people, heartbroken Qinglei.
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