Author Lu Weilao 断人肠。正西楼独上,愁倚斜阳。称鸳鸯鸂鶒,两两池塘。春又老,人何处,怎惯不思量。到如今,瘦损我,又还无计禁当。小院呼卢夜,当时醉倒残缸。被天风吹散,凤翼难双。南窗雨,西廊月,尚未散,拂天香。听莺声,悄记得,那时舞板歌梁。 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