Author Zhang Yan 野鹃啼月,便角巾还第。轻掷诗瓢付流水。最无端,小院寂历春空,门自掩,柳发离离如此。可惜欢娱地。雨冷云昏,不见当时谱银字。旧曲怯重翻,总是离愁,泪痕洒,一帘花碎。梦沈沈,知道不归来,尚错问桃根,醉魂醒未。 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