Author Wen TianXiang 试问琵琶,胡沙外,怎生风色。最苦是,姚黄一朵,移根仙阙。王母欢阑琼宴罢,仙人泪满金盘侧。听行宫,半夜雨淋铃,声声歇。彩云散,香尘灭。铜驼恨,那堪说。想男儿慷慨,嚼穿龈血。回首昭阳离落日,伤心铜雀迎秋月。算妾身,不愿似天家,金瓯缺。 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