宋代 令狐勤 Linghu Qin  宋代  
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Linghu Qin
  Hidden away the old call-Yuen Ying Fei, the wind is still reluctant to part today.
  Since the old dragon lying Yunshan Xu, fearless might phoenixes fly.
  To consider nirvana to visit poet, but the old man fishing Angeles to find Han.
  Tap the years to make the Red Road, Lai has streams wash off clothes.
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题清芬阁