宋代 余子畏 Yu Ziwei  宋代  
One poem at a time

Yu Ziwei
  I sat together late at night, burning incense, and so the first white king to Liuzhou.
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Yu Ziwei
  World to sigh more cowardly fear Road, Chennai son of what days of the crisis.
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Yu Ziwei
  If you know the rubble Lok Shing Road, will feel Abas is not a monarch.
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