唐代 林杰 Lin Jie  唐代  
One poem at a time

Lin Jie
  Yu-off is becoming an immortal way to go, Dan furnace to make withered vegetation.
  I do not know what day while you're owned by the air so that when people sweep the old altar.
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Lin Jie
  Tanabata tonight to see Bi Xiao, Weaver cows to cross the river bridge.
  Qi Qiao Wang Chiu every family, to make their names through tens of thousands.
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Lin Jie
  Zhu pieces hanging off of gold plate, drink red shell open when Jade pulp. (Wing litchi see "Chronicle")
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王仙坛
乞巧