宋代 王翰 Wang Han  宋代  
One poem at a time

Wang Han
  Asked the palace rode west, pine Ying Yu hundreds of disks.
  Spring Lake the night wore stone ring sinus, the peak height Tianzhu chu clouds.
  A total of talented old Yat Ming Hsu, Chao know the section of the three operating cold.
  Whispering robins were gone, break off booth Yilan dry.
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司空侍郎故居