ancient style poetry
poem a (poem)
诗一首
Gao He
Waves sent through heaven swing, sun_set_ lead to Wuyi Xiang.
Evil wind back for six Yi Fei, Kiyoaki not a one osprey on.
Therefore, human pro-thousand miles, million gold than some paper.
Monopoly thin cloud shadow side hung, like listening to the sound hi magpie between branches.
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