Author Wu Qian 老子百般足,无事可闲忧。几年思返林壑,今日愿方酬。潦倒戏衫舞袖,郎讲门槌拍板,端的这回收。日月两浮毂,身世一虚舟。想鹪鹩,与鸿鹄,不相谋。惊鳞万里深逝,谁肯更吞钩。醉则北窗高卧,醒则南园行乐,莫莫更悠悠。云在山中谷,月在水中洲。 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