宋代 王万之 Wang Mozhi  宋代  
One poem at a time

Wang Mozhi
  Liu cold outside light, a small waterside pavilion.
  Yesterday morning, the swallows return.
  End of the World Old worries many roots, Dongfeng species get into Grass.
  Pavilion River swing, then laughter.
  Hong muscles hold less clothes.
  Do not even think about after nakan, thin spring Know.
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踏莎行