ancient style poetry
Spring Hope
春望
Ceng Ji
Upstairs calm dawn and out, moving the rural environs spring everywhere.
Be known as the root of a red desert, but not really letter to Ming Yao.
Million of the sun when the clouds Ai Ai, a Yuanheng rain at Page.
A total of Yilan dry wordless song, full of green water over Harada Ting.
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