ancient style poetry
Flowers dike
百花堤
Zeng Gong
Jade water, sand, Who North Rd.
Long weeds shade the root, not Cheng Qingxia step.
I made it in vain, the camp very Youqu.
Tobe hair straight and flat, Hua monkeys can gallop.
Zhou flowers Lin, Fan Hong Xuan Qing Lu.
Between the Luk Yeung Yin, Fang winds turn toward the mo.
Flying beam by Void, steep pavilion chase smoke.
Through high city Britain and Haidai return that care.
Lack of long products for the state, fortunately old enough Jing glutinous rice.
Eat and play with the public, no external Mu Tao Ran.
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