唐代 吴大江 Wu Dajiang  唐代  
One poem at a time

Wu Dajiang
  Chasse to be late autumn, gold boudoir hate is empty. Nakan crack Wan Su, am out of room cage.
  Shadow Lane Hanyue pestle, anvil tone night wind. Tailor, tears do, Miles sent the clouds.
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捣衣