Author Han Biao 病起情怀恶。小帘栊,杨花坠絮,木阴成幄。试问春光今几许,都把年华忘却。更多少,从前盟约。拟待莺边寻好语,恍残红,零乱风回薄。思住事,信如昨。清明寒食须行乐。算人生,何时富贵,自徒萧索。试著春衫从酒伴,乱插繁英嫩萼。信莫被,功名担阁。随分溪山供笑傲,这一身,闲处谁能缚。琴剑外,尽杯酌。 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