Author Zhao Changqing 帊子分香,罗巾拭泪,别来时,未觅凄惶。上得船儿来了,剗地凄凉。可惜花前月里,却成水远山长。做成恩爱,如今赢得,万里千乡。情知这场寂寞,不干你事,伤我穷忙。不道是,久长活路,终要称量。我则匆匆归去,知你且,种种随娘。下梢睚彻,有时共你风光。 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