ancient style poetry
Man Ting Fang
满庭芳
Qin Cao
Hill wiping micro cloud, sky and withered grass, the picture angle _set_ting sun off the sound.
Suspend the levy bridle, chat sip from the springs.
The number of Penglai old couple, the frequency back, Yanai vast.
Isolated village, Jackdaws million points, water around the red walls.
Soul injury.
When this occasion, light points with Romania, the dark solution sachet.
谩 win, brothel heartless were mad.
When this to see also, lapel sleeves, and had plenty of other fragrant.
The sad, high city monopoly, the lights are dim.
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