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来、冠儿还是不整。屏间麝煤冷。但眉峰压翠,泪珠弹粉。堂深昼永。燕交飞、风帘露并。恨无人,与说相思,近日带围宽尽。重省。残灯朱幌,淡月纱窗,那时风景。阳台路迥。云雨梦,便无准。待归来,先指花梢教看,却把心期细问。问因循、过了青春,怎生意稳。...
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http://www.chinakongzi.org/kzsf/wxxs/mingpian/quansongci/200705/t20070522_2173143.htm
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2007-05-22
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来、冠儿还是不整。屏间麝煤冷。但眉峰压翠,泪珠弹粉。堂深昼永。燕交飞、风帘露并。恨无人,与说相思,近日带围宽尽。重省。残灯朱幌,淡月纱窗,那时风景。阳台路迥。云雨梦,便无准。待归来,先指花梢教看,却把心期细问。问因循、过了青春,怎生意稳。...
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http://www.chinakongzi.org/kzsf/wxxs/mingpian/quansongci/200705/t20070522_2173143.htm
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2007-05-22
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