ancient style poetry
Canglang Wing
沧浪咏
Hu Li
Xi Wen Surging Wave Pavilion, did not wash Canglang water.
Sages remains vague, what a magnificent luxury.
Flying wooden bridge across the end of the giant barrier Hu Baptist fold.
Bad bed lines Wan urn, Liao number of weeks in the wall.
Feixing solid in the day, with a view of the physical Shu.
Memory of Jiayou Shi, Zhou Daoping as a whetstone.
Xiang-Jun Xian Xiang Jun, sub-US Southeast United States.
How to subnet do, bad for a blessing in it on paper.
Bluebottle white black for the beginning of figurines hereby Yan.
Kept by the tippler text, vertical Yaoxin BES.
Not forget to angle the bow chants, Kaju still Yangchih.
Same to 23 children, a sense of joy salty sit.
Misty sprinkle new porcelain sink, libelous uniform wash.
Suddenly wake up mad every Weng, a vertical two other discipline,
Jun Zai Yi Zhuang old, something on the side gear.
I was killing purple mantle, pushing Mingguang years.
Andhra God the wind, blown king ears.
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