ancient style poetry
congratulate benedict
贺新郎
Jiang Jie
Xiao Qiu
Miao Miao Crow sings, and interactive fish days, Han Sheng Qiao Island, five lakes in autumn dawn.
Bamboo few who dream of a lamp, who line Sima Road.
From Saoshou, peep the number of stars.
Fence on a yellowish shadowless, miss cattle, the number of small blue flowers.
Autumn is too light, add dates.
Melancholy marks rely westerly sweep, was the west wind, coming from the bushy black hair turned reminders, both old and autumn.
Cream curtain separated the old hospital is not volume, powder Pingbian drunk.
No such terms, middle-aged arms.
Miles South flute hate, hate varies across days tip of the white goose.
Smoke is not convergence, Chu Shan Yao.
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