Author Xin Qiji 冰姿玉骨,自是清凉□。此度浓妆为谁改。向竹篱茅舍,几误佳期。招伊怪,满脸颜红微带。寿阳妆鉴里,应是承恩,纤手重匀异香在。怕等闲,春未到,雪里先开,风流,说与群芳不解。更总做,北人未识伊,据品调,难作杏花看待。 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