宋代 吴居仁 Wu Juren  宋代  
One poem at a time

Wu Juren
  Wuchai Health South, both near and far neighboring townships.
  A Guanjie for the poor, subsistence take four.
  Good contingency alone is difficult, moving like in business.
  Who would have thought from the times, friends gather Yan He shortage.
  Participation outside the station project, the shogunate Zuo Ji Gang.
  The slaughter was strong county, sub-Xiang teach hand.
  Cao wins three auxiliary language, book brought true hatred of incense.
  Not just like people like, I feel a military Zhang.
  Respect the order teeth to sit together, withdraw from the King line springs.
  Vertical board sheet rock wine, stick sandals accompany garden.
  Chess vector to phase Entertainment, Xiao Song feelings long.
  Held up the wine from the wishing rules, love me good constructive criticism.
  Ancient Shang Zhi Li, a gentleman of its regular channel.
  Science Chunghsiao his life, the remaining forces from the article.
  Pro Day can not be won, an official in place strong.
  See righteousness is poor, the old just as Chi Mi.
  Hong straw in the boundless, Qi Ji Xiang Teng end.
  Yuanyan the Min Zhan, cause to glow.
  It at first on the road, no rich forget themselves.
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Wu Juren
  Getting back in spring Lingnan October, before the village of Mei Yan warm first.
  I ask where the knowledge of this wonderful, and an ice cream with the opening.
  For the Yangtze River bank collapse stern, is the wall Okuma see Costco.
  Suspected malaria percolation into the early fog, more fear of loneliness buried bituminous coal.
  Fixed subtle fragrance breeze far Danyue wandering home empty.
  The evil of the smell of mutton sit Zinfandel, Qi Dan Yu Tao Li into Taiwan.
  I am tired of poor line thousands of miles alone, did not have heart disease, the first gray.
  Feel this three-sigh, fear is the same Zhuance south.
  Italian foreign land and few long threads, broken relatively rootless roots of plant.
  Scholars since ancient times for each case, I, Lay buried with Artemisia.
  Light does not escape the old Tibetan De Yao, willing to accompany with the secular recovery phase.
  Bizarre round of granary common use, the expense of respect for the disaster Qinghuang wood.
  Cents to suck ink with color, since the status of the CD does not have to wear.
  Poor old Lu Yuan Mo melancholy, this to ensure no bees and butterflies guess.
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弹子岩题名
咏梅