Author Han Wo 腕白肤红玉笋芽,调琴抽线露尖斜。背人细撚垂胭鬓。向镜轻匀衬脸霞。怅望昔逢褰绣幔,依稀曾见托金车。后园笑向同行道,摘得蘼芜又折花。 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