ancient style poetry
shoe Spring Ice
履春冰
Zhang Xiaoyuan
Step in a new worry, gently fall into fear. All day long thin light, blur half off spring.
Cicada wing to line, step on the fish at the scales scared. The end of the virtual hard to stop, coast wide mood turned around.
Qi leisure hesitate a long time, resigned rather stare frequency. Jing Shen willing to Italy, to go through from Tianjin.
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