Author Li Mixun 冲寒山意,未放江头树。老去恨春迟,数花期,朝朝暮暮。疏英冷蕊,也为有情忙,深夜月,小庭中,绝胜西城路。调元妙手,便是春来处。酝造十分香,更暖借,毫端烟雨。狂歌醉客,小摘问东风,花谢後,子成时,趁得和羹否。 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