Author Chen Liang 嫩寒天,金气雨,揽断一秋事。仝样霏微,远作小晴意。世间万宝都成,些儿无欠,只待与,黄花为地。好招致。对此郁郁葱葱,新篘未成醉。翻手为云,造物等儿戏。也知富贵来时,一班呈露,便做出人中祥瑞。 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