Author Bai Juyi 满帙填箱唱和诗,少年为戏老成悲。声声丽曲敲寒玉,句句妍辞缀色丝。吟玩独当明月夜,伤嗟同是白头时。由来才命相磨折,天遣无儿欲怨谁。 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