宋代 陈炜 Chen Hui  宋代  
One poem at a time

Chen Hui
  A wine should be as Song, Zhijun shame clear mind.
  Enter through the alley, the letter bearing spade deep mound.
  How can dead people buried, single women made audible.
  Retreat day to drink, imagine just carried away.
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刘伶巷