Author Liu Kezhuang 遣作岭头使,似戍玉门关。来时送者,举酒珍重祝身安。街畔小儿拍笑,马上是翁矍铄,头与璧俱还。何处得仙诀,发白颊犹丹。屋茅破,篱菊瘦,架签残。老夫自计甚审,忙定不如闲。客难扬雄拓落,友笑王良来往,面汗背芒寒。再拜谢不敏,早晚乞还山。 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