Author Yan Wei 天师百岁少如童,不到山中更不逢。洗药每临新瀑水,步虚时绕最高峰。篱根五月留残雪,座右千年荫古松。此去人寰知近远,回看路隔一重重。 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