ancient style poetry
congratulate benedict the West Lake
贺新郎（西湖）
Wen Jiweng
A spoonful of the West Lake water.
Cross the river, the hundred songs and dances, a hundred years dead drunk.
Looking back at Luoyang flower world, smoke from the remote land of millet.
Even more complex, the new kiosks Duolei.
Le rock paintings of red makeup cluster boats, ask mid-stream, click Ji who is.
Knave, when washing.
Rest of his life to clarify own blog.
More who did not turn the event stream, not from the rock mass.
Now who is relying on state affairs, belt she just a river.
They are road, river worthy of God rely.
May I ask who Gushan Forest Department, but turned around and smiled that plum blossom.
World affairs, we know carry on.
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