Author Zhang Wentao 胶革全崩傀儡场,岐雷医命竟无方。千秋许我留真气,百事催人到夕阳。谁把黄金求骏骨,且余一垅羡生王。涅槃羽化凭仙佛,为想归途尽渺茫。 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