ancient style poetry
recall with emotion
感怀
Li Yu
See also Tung Blossom fat old branch, on the first floor Amidst the twilight desolately.
Pinglan melancholy people who, unknowingly Shanran Lei eyes low.
Layer of the city can no longer see see Jiao Zi, Ai is not self-sustaining season wrapped.
Months old that year had plenty of smoke, crying Crescent City of Hibiscus.
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