Author Liu Kezhuang 谢病归来,便文殊相问,懒下禅床。雀罗晨有剥啄,颠倒衣裳。袖中贽卷,原夫辈,安敢争强。若不是,子期苗裔,也应通谱元常。村叟鸡鸣籁动,更休烦箫管,自协宫商。酒边唤回柳七,压倒秦郎。一觞一咏,老尚书,闲杀何妨。烦问讯,雪洲健否,别来莫有新腔。 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