Modern Poetry
Yanling The youngest brother to hang the precious sword on its admirer's grave--a last gift to show one's memory of the deceased
延陵季子挂剑
Yang Mu
I always hate to hear this gray hills
The initial drift is intentional, how to explain
How much everything is indifference? Bale Bale!
I dance for you rest in peace
Plants of the bleak and desolate New Moon
Foreign land late to the Daoyi hot pursuit of my figure
Mockery I abandoned sword. This arm
I have forgotten the old record it
Jiuhan when the blood-red
River in the evening twilight, such as flowers
I have you sit in the hot sun
One pair of endangered Netherlands Ling: That was before the North Tour
I was most sad summer stress
Is also a southern woman, delicate singing ah
Micro-needle and pain to the suture line
I sword scabbard
_Set_ Nameson gift of commitment ...
Surprisingly, Facets, Qilu dressed
Chant made me into competing Poetry 300
Delay in return of a scholar
Who would have thought I closed the Sword (Legend of the people
You are so remembered remembered
Died on the way), only seven-hole flute
I still dark in the Central Plains after the disillusionment narrative
In the early years, this is the sword horse bow
Rhetoric is more important than the curriculum debate
Since the Master in Chen Tsai
Zi sudden death, in Xiaru Wei
We are running on the princes of Qi Huang hospital to home
So I closed the sword, the hair bundle, chanting Poetry 300
As if one could articulate a scholar of the ... ...
Oh scholar, scholar gradually broken wrist deep in your
Tomb forest, then non-Xia non-Confucian
This sword of glaucoma or you and I will glory in the
Lonely autumn
You die of pregnant people, I'm sick of fishing Qiao
That man is tired of rowing
Have been arrogant, honest, I had
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