ancient style poetry
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Chen Yuyi
Fu Xing public roof where a few thousand words.
Mount Xian every craftsman to win over the poetry of the six.
I love to the lady, misty cloud heart.
A man like Hill, Ficus pumila one around.
Hospitality for the Ci T, Marsh Road, turn too long.
Hi the public to be long, Shi Qi Fun fog gone.
Zhang had built a sudden, people know not interfere.
Poetry as in painting, exquisite feelings mixed wild-yao.
Although from the public and a fast, flexible care there and poetry.
Regardless of what home is, return fans Ribiao.
Andhra're never happy, Peng Keng yet to die prematurely.
But the worry go the city, read the mountain is old.
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