Author Zhou Quan 说与黄花,九日今朝,同谁举觞。笑指点行囊,虽然羞涩,*来闹市,怎忍荒凉。螯压橙香,酒浮萸紫,醉脱乌纱鬓欲霜。孤云外,是吾庐三径,归兴偏长。催人苒苒年光。问役役,浮生着甚忙。自东篱人去,总成陈迹,龙山饮散,几度斜阳。人物雕零。乾坤空阔,世事浮沉醉梦场。登高处,倚西风长啸,任我疏狂。 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments