ancient style poetry
Shuilong Yin 水龙吟
Kong Yi
Poor snow year-old wandering, looking down cold cloud fans thousands of miles. Crushed red raw silk Jian, Ning fan decorated cakes, deep breathing heavy cream. Shuying Shen Bo, subtle fragrance and months, crosswise float. Do not despair, the desire to send Fangfei far, far Qiang tube, the three get blown. Lonely partner in Shuiqi, sewage makeup, very Jiao Feng. Ying Ying Shan Hall, one after another off road, who were Acacia. Only with the airflow, said Fu Qing Yan, passionate CD Song. King Xiang count, thin pear loss was in vain, but also into the illusion.
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