Author Du Fu 曲江萧条秋气高,菱荷枯折随风涛,游子空嗟垂二毛。白石素沙亦相荡,哀鸿独叫求其曹。即事非今亦非古,长歌激越梢林莽,比屋豪华固难数。吾人甘作心似灰,弟侄何伤泪如雨。自断此生休问天,杜曲幸有桑麻田,故将移住南山边。短衣匹马随李广,看射猛虎终残年。 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