Author Su Shi 北风吹寒江,来自两山口。初闻似摇扇,渐觉平沙走。飞云满岩谷,舞雪穿窗牖。滩下三日留,识尽滩一作山前叟。孤舟倦鸦轧,短缆困牵揉。尝闻不终朝,今此何其久。只应留远人,此意固亦厚。吾今幸无事,闭户为饮酒。 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