Iron Urn high
Garlic mountain crossing wide
Twelve floors dry clouds.
To open statue to be months,
Foil cloak,
Yangzhou is still light.
Embroidered head south street.
Song reverberates in mind,
Township No. gentle.
Sill overlooking a clean song.
Want to spend a cloudy,
Who Department of Lanzhou.
Qin Qi Jue read strings
Deep sense of Jing Fu,
Across the dash of coagulation worry.
CD-foot hospitality elements,
Chennai Pisces,
Guazhou difficult transition.
Xiao Kam Kan shame.
Pan temples points
Wu thick cream gradually.
Fortunately, Yu Fei,
Mandarin is not old,
Autumn is not the same.
Garlic mountain crossing wide
Twelve floors dry clouds.
To open statue to be months,
Foil cloak,
Yangzhou is still light.
Embroidered head south street.
Song reverberates in mind,
Township No. gentle.
Sill overlooking a clean song.
Want to spend a cloudy,
Who Department of Lanzhou.
Qin Qi Jue read strings
Deep sense of Jing Fu,
Across the dash of coagulation worry.
CD-foot hospitality elements,
Chennai Pisces,
Guazhou difficult transition.
Xiao Kam Kan shame.
Pan temples points
Wu thick cream gradually.
Fortunately, Yu Fei,
Mandarin is not old,
Autumn is not the same.
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Fold cream at eaves,
Cold bully fog screen,
Shallow eyes get opened on the branch.
Shocked back to Sweet Dreams,
Duyonglingqin,
Saihenweiyin glow.
Tired from the heart,
Cream for reading the wind shift,
Still horizon.
Yan Ying Shuiyun ramp.
Acacia count,
Little worry on credit.
Orange Orange Chu Wu Q,
Old Xiang still around,
Do not Houjin lost his sleeve.
Qin did not knew that the promise of
Like tin Chai,
Whose living.
Afraid of the tall buildings,
Return Siyuan,
Evening sun crow.
Few years,
Rivers and lakes wave knowledge,
Intimate can only clubs.
Cold bully fog screen,
Shallow eyes get opened on the branch.
Shocked back to Sweet Dreams,
Duyonglingqin,
Saihenweiyin glow.
Tired from the heart,
Cream for reading the wind shift,
Still horizon.
Yan Ying Shuiyun ramp.
Acacia count,
Little worry on credit.
Orange Orange Chu Wu Q,
Old Xiang still around,
Do not Houjin lost his sleeve.
Qin did not knew that the promise of
Like tin Chai,
Whose living.
Afraid of the tall buildings,
Return Siyuan,
Evening sun crow.
Few years,
Rivers and lakes wave knowledge,
Intimate can only clubs.
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