Author Ge Changgeng 未遇明师者,日夜苦忧惊。及乎遇了,得些口诀又忘情。可惜蹉跎过了,不念精衰气竭,碌碌度平生。何不回头看,下手采来烹。天下人,知得者,不能行。可怜埋没,如何恁地不惺惺。只见口头说著,方寸都无些子,只管看丹经。地狱门开了,急急办前程。 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