ancient style poetry
Turn Hong Order
翻香令
Wu Lv
Drunk spring shoot hate railings.
Bao-Xiang Qian who turned semi-candle stub.
Dinning report, Dongfeng Road, small building space, inclined apricot cold months.
Dreams like the rain and night to do with Hill.
All of a sudden a thousand miles south.
And to stay too, and the Flying light, such return, the dual-license tears dry.
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