唐代 殷益 Yan Yi  唐代  
One poem at a time

Yan Yi
  Yong Cui Fang Cong on, the origin of interest are different. From today the white hair, red flowers last year.
  Chromic with the morning dew, fragrant breeze by. Why should we be scattered, and then short and art is empty.
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