Author Liu Kezhuang 压倒群芳,天赋与,十分秾艳。娇嫩处,有情皆惜,无香何慊。恰则才如针粟大,忽然谁把胭脂染。放迟开,不肯婿梅花,羞寒俭。时易过,春难占。欢事薄,才情欠。觉芳心欲诉,冶容微敛。四畔人来攀折去,一番雨有离披渐。更那堪,几阵夜来风,吹千点。 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