Author Xin Qiji 西江水。道是西风人泪。无情却解送行人,月明千里。从今日日倚高楼,伤心烟树如荠。会君难,别君易。草草不如人意。十年著破绣衣茸,种成桃李。问君可是厌承明,东方鼓吹千骑。对梅花,更消一醉。有明年,调鼎风味。老病自怜憔悴。过吾庐,定有幽人相问,岁晚渊明归来未。 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