唐代 夏鸿 Xia Hong  唐代  
One poem at a time

Xia Hong
  Mirror Lake before the Imperial ruins, isolated steep Zen monk here. Borussia the letter of the day
  When I sit at peace in the country. Ying Che Nepal beads with the body net, language and Huijian Jian Feng Mang.
  Road fruit has a round who had then, that is, turn around to see thousands of incense feast.
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和赠和龙妙空禅师