Author Chu Guanxi 行子苦风潮,维舟未能发。宵分卷前幔,卧视清秋月。四泽蒹葭深,中洲烟火绝。苍苍水雾起,落落疏星没。所遇尽渔商,与言多楚越。其如念极浦,又以思明哲。常若千里馀,况之异乡别。 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