宋代 刘德秀 Liu Dexiu  宋代  
One poem at a time

Liu Dexiu
  Mu-capacity thin autumn rain.
  Ying lake, glass ares, waves as flat as a cut.
  Step around the lake never good at, when Chung King House Pearl House.
  Recorded eleven, the last line of all.
  One hundred thousand people in the air Chui, by Heng E, Yu Kam dependent about.
  Volume fog foil, flying smoke.
  Brocade was close but secret.
  Put hibiscus, flower miles offshore, Cuihong into tent.
  Buy a boat hold evening among the months go, laughing cited silverside of discretion.
  Want to play drunk, riding a whale blue sky.
  Oh cents punch line slope test call, ask the makeup, how to forward this evening.
  Only on the cloud is swept comb.
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贺新郎(西湖)