宋代 蓝元威 Lan Yuanwei  宋代  
One poem at a time

Lan Yuanwei
  North wind bursts sent in the future, not open at lunch Chapman silence.
  According to Tim Ling taught only a short brown, MENG call light weight warm deep cup.
  Assiduously Yanjiao exquisite jade, wood scraps scrap of wood stove ash free call.
  Tori red evening venue, take a closer look is still frozen butterfly by May.
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Lan Yuanwei
  Run loose to do as Longzhong Results, Zadi muddy off geese tooth.
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