Author Zhang Bin 驿在千峰里，寒宵独此身。古坟时见火，荒壁悄无邻。月白翻惊鸟，云闲欲就人。只应明日鬓，更与老相亲。 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