宋代 毛宏 Mao Hong  宋代  
One poem at a time

Mao Hong
  Dead of night, double waterfall noise, smell the suspect away to rain.
  Run sink Health breeze, Jin Yu donated fiber Egypt.
  Feiming shake the air, floating muse Joan Rose.
  Step before the concept of resistance wooden shoe, ear into a wandering.
  Desolate mountains between Hall, the Hing Ho leisurely.
  Sub-Jin no longer see, pale blue air flute _set_s.
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夜听双瀑联句