宋代 范太中 Fan Taizhong  宋代  
One poem at a time

Fan Taizhong
  Shi Road squandered see also the spring, a mere deep disgust to go Red.
  Unable to escape infinite things, the long memory unaffected people.
  Spring toward the drain tile pottery drench, Lu Meng night toward the true feathers.
  Saran things outside the territory of Qing Xu, Chun-Yuan Yang Qi breathing God.
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立春寄梅坛梅逸老