Author Feng Quqia 那得身无事。问双溪老子,而今万缘空否。正使尘牢偿未了,毕竟难昏灵府。已笑唾,功名如土。五十九年风雨过,算非非,是是何须数。垂老也,信缘度。绿阴朱夏回清暑。叹病来,觞怯流霞,扇闲白羽。方念生初增感慨,谁寄乐章新语。知是我,花庵庵主。一别三年惟梦见,定何时,相对倾琼醑。惊世路,有豺虎。 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