Multiple poems at a time

ancient style poetry

the west point on the horizon where the sun _set_s the moon's reflection on a river
西江月

   Xu Yanfu

Spring courts, twists and turns fans, mixed proximity.
Flute people to swallow to return.
Empty drop Meixiang in.
Spent the end of the third watch the rain, thunder wine À a pillow.
Ming Fei dream every horizon.
Sound broken heartbroken street prostitution. 　　

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