宋代 董昙 Dong Tan  宋代  
One poem at a time

Dong Tan
  Xiao-made mountain temple, the basket and take the north wind.
  Pitt River up the snow melted, drain on red cloud.
  Years of dust, the instructor has no principles in the country.
  Life should be at home, huge waves out of the public laugh.
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甘陂寺