宋代 新若通 Xin Retong  宋代  
One poem at a time

Xin Retong
  My party board Xing, Ting Gao eyes more clearly.
  Intermittent clouds deep in the mountains of Sichuan wide road aspect.
  Wong Wa towering mounds, deserted simple son of the city.
  Ancient times it can ask students outside the forest breeze.
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广胜寺