Author Li Junming 秋光海底,涌出银盘烂。只怕微云淡河汉。料娥应笑,醉舞仙人,今夜里,空凭尊前撩乱。寻常三五夜,也有团圆,争柰人心未能满。记当初破镜,飞上天时,双照影,留得人间一半。待仗他,玉斧再修成,问明月明年,共谁同看。 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