宋代 王大简 Wang Dajian  宋代  
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Wang Dajian
  Health and wine cooler blowing half awake.
  Early Qing Lian-fiber light rain late.
  Through the cloud with no fixed monthly loss and profit.
  Court users to do with spring quietly, leaning over the railings on the night deep.
  Bamboo is a dangerous thing several times to listen to the wind.
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Wang Dajian
  Dream of sparse, books about errors.
  Heartbroken the night the storm windows.
  Light halo cold, drain the sound away.
  Wine Xiaochou disappeared.
  To the horizon, wide green.
  Yoshiharu both people and customers.
  By Du Yu, the River City.
  Three good cry twice.
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