Year: Song Author: Yang Wanli School: Category:
I came to Qiupu to welcome autumn. In my dream, I came like an old trip.
Romantic love does not pay for poetry and wine debts, and Jiangshan is in charge of ancient and modern worries.
The fallen immortals drink in the temple, and Komori advocates the building of love.
Asked whether the state was ignorant, Qishan still bent over the cold current.
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