Author Li He 华裾织翠青如葱,金环压辔摇玲珑。马蹄隐耳声隆隆,入门下马气如虹。云是东京才子,文章巨公。二十八宿罗心胸,九精照耀贯当中;殿前作赋声摩空,笔补造化天无功。庞眉书客感秋蓬,谁知死草生华风;我今垂翅附冥鸿,他日不羞蛇作龙。 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