ancient style poetry
Lin Jiangxian
临江仙
Liu Yong
Dreamed that a small courtyard, cold Xixi, Shu Yu Xiaoxiao.
Qi out of the window, leaves, Autumn Sound crazy floating.
Heart shake.
Nai Han Yong-drain, curtain solitary quiet, empty candle burning tears.
Unprovoked, was the mandarin duck pillow embroidered quilt, clear night free too.
Depression.
Heart, led by hatred, war to the young side Rao.
Feel new, haggard old weather vane.
Hunxiao.
Read joyous thing, Enpa resistance, after about side away.
Also by the old, ask Zensheng ban was, as promised boring.
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