ancient style poetry
Bashengganzhou
八声甘州
Hu Yilong
Even mid-, mind share Choo, Fong Chau chaos Wusheng.
Hill has now Gui, Tori and chrysanthemum, autumn man clear.
Heartbroken Dongting under the leaves, leaning west wind, who can send Fong Heng.
Curl worry for office, want to wake up still drunk.
Asked Sue whether to drink, from Immortal to go after and who know that.
Geng Ying Ying So, drop shadow sub-Yao Gong.
Step high-profile, late at night, there Feixianguan, with the sea mountain whales.
Return also, travel to distant lands songs strike, lost Shusei.
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