ancient style poetry
rough
风雨
Shi Wenxiang
River God, regardless of late to the old Jiao Jiang exhaled into the cloud.
Large crosses midnight roof tiles, instant canopies, such as diarrhea between the rain.
Chapman closed not open, smell the sound of water getting into the bed,
No open Everywhere cry, do that waves three feet high.
No place to fight the House chamber, Wife and Children along with most of the waves.
Moment for the Juru River City, anxious to go into the mountains to fight the line package.
Hang expansive thoroughfare is not feasible, experienced Tiger Road Xishan jackals.
I hope from this storm tune, nothing broken block and Ming article.
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