Author Han Wo 长夏居闲门不开,绕门青草绝尘埃。空庭日午独眠觉,旅梦天涯相见回。鬓向此时应有雪,心从别处即成灰。如何水陆三千里,几月书邮始一来。 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