She lived in the country, few people tread,Just next to the pigeon Creek,No one sings a song of praise for her,Cheng also less people pity soup.She is like a secluded orchid in a deserted valley,Half half moss grouper barge;And it"s like a lonely star,In the night sky flashing light.She was unknown before death, and I did not knowWhen she left the world;Oh! She is now sleeping in the tomb,This is how I change!
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