宋代 莫起炎 Mo Qiyan  宋代  
One poem at a time

Mo Qiyan
  In innate and mysterious office, silence can be.
  It should, keep almost be a positive, thorough Lingtai Ying.
  Huang Tai Chi Kamii Valley, congenital prana in the entrance hole.
  Silenced dynamic and pass, with Unyielding.
  Transport wind and thunder, pray for rain snow.
  Battle spirits, drive evildoer.
  Only this is, non-cursing non-character non-Gang tactic.
  Death Valley pull oneself together Guiyuan House, off the ground full of immortals out line.
  Play Void, steadily driving clouds, towards Jin Que.
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