宋代 林东 Lin Dong  宋代  
One poem at a time

Lin Dong
  Story a few years China Creek Pavilion, overlooking the credit to the value of autumn Lin.
  How much at fault mountains clouds, rain buried fireworks twenty-three.
  Line of high water and fertilizer to the horse Sakamoto, Ting not busy on the shallow sand gull.
  Who is the child who is wearing the initiatives, boat drinks Xing knows no boundaries.
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题戴溪亭