ancient style poetry
Azolla
满江红
Li Ying
Chu Wind and Smoke, lonely past, when the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Exposed to cold, Lanying will Xie, Xiu Wei flowers.
Yan gracious speech return lanes, Ming cricket tragically to the window-you.
Who has read, the bank has immortal, drifting around for a long time.
Hengqin knee, carrying ■ hand.
Wang Kuang eyes, leisure Yin mouth.
Have everything any rewards with what there is.
Do not you see smoke crown swordsman Ling, how long is still popular appearance.
Returning Home, a King and Yin, King and life.
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