宋代 黄麟 Huang Lin  宋代  
One poem at a time

Huang Lin
  To climb on the wide field of vision, dense shag Tuo Fu Langgan.
  Days Xiongjuntaling desert dome, Alisma Wei-order iron fence.
  Tiger back to the brain has been a dream fairy pillow, beheaded rather ashamed States Pandan.
  Yellow on board more than just words, often with the night moon, bringing cold Chuan practice.
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游登高山