A poem about turning over a new leaf 1. Han Dong's turn over a new leaf and appreciation of poetry
At yesterday's farewell dinner, when the candle was lit and the tears turned to ashes, Han Wo, a copywriter (your son) aged 10, was as witty as Yuan Hu of the Eastern Jin Dynasty and instantly became an article. (Soon, you will take your son to Zhou Guo's office.) On Changdanshan Road in Wan Li, tung flowers are in full bloom, and the song of the little phoenix from the flowers will be more crisp and beautiful than that of the old phoenix (your son's talent will be more crisp than your old phoenix's voice). know
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I am in Bashu land near Jianmen plank road, and you are in the windy south of the Yangtze River. We live far away. At the beginning, when it was freezing and snowing, I didn't expect it. It's spring season in bloom. If we compare Han Donglang's poems with his talents and compare myself with Shen Dongyang, I will be as thin as Shen for a couplet.