Author Liu Kezhuang 少时独步词场,引弦百发无虚矢。岁晚却蒙崑体力,世业工修鞋底。曾裂白麻,曾涂墨敕,谪堕俄徵起。鼎湖龙去,老臣何以堪此。回首当日遭逢,譬如春梦,误入华胥里。推枕黄粱犹未熟,封拜几王侯矣。似瓮中蛇,似蕉中鹿,又似槐中蚁。先人书在,尚堪追补遗史。 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