| ancient style poetry 
 Suddenly coulee life
 蓦山溪(春)
 
 Du Yu
 
 Spring, such as passengers, but the heart of the Lord.
 Purpurin not fully open, early green all over, South Arcadia.
 On a new fire, the number of Juanyou people, waist Liu, I do not know worry, still before the dance style.
 Railings outside the small, quiet bird between two languages.
 Q. I do not go home, there is beauty, Tian Han sun_set_.
 Old mind, the only known only in spring, Jiang Tau Road, with spring, but with Chungui to go.
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