宋代 张瓒 Zhang Zan  宋代  
One poem at a time

Zhang Zan
  Imperial City, the suppliers who send money, so base the rustling years deep.
  Bird Road north to connect to the mountain, water, sound East to make Dragons.
  Westerly trees but cold pheasant, sunset wilderness only evening anvil.
  Do not have shaoling verses, thatched cottage where the total search.
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武侯祠