ancient style poetry
the first month of the lunar year Twelfth Since the room A town within a "zhou" Case of prisoner to Benru Zhongnanshan Fifteen daily Zhang arrived back Valley
正月十二日自房州城遇虏至奔入南山十五日抵回谷张家
Chen Yuyi
A long time that something as Seoul, meaning the body and the Qi.
To avoid the prisoner, and three years, the line half-day four-dimensional.
I am not a Luo Hao Shi, without fear of hungry poor valley.
But hate the business level, lighter Shaoling poetry.
Ben this year, the state rooms, Chi behind iron railings.
Creation is also bad play, Zhao life the least bit off.
Four Cheng Yun Shan, cloth socks proud of insurance ravine.
Sunburn back of an old fence, no intention to control safety.
I know who is moving, the eyebrow frown abuzz.
Call off the foot of soft wine, and vegetables of the wash Yuji.
Easy German dead who, joy no longer speech.
Corruption has always been reading, close the doors of Health Department mustache.
Kyushu turned out, there are mountains so strange.
Since the width is really not the situation, the elderly are aging solution.
Lodging indistinct world, the green lamp lights Geng Mao Heights.
Middle of the night is not the eye, jian shui sad song.
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