Author Bai Pu 独自寝,难成梦,睡觉来怀儿里抱空。六幅罗裙宽褪,玉腕上钏儿松。独自走,踏成道,空走了千遭万遭。肯不肯疾些儿通报,休直到教担阁得天明了。红日晚,遥天暮,老树寒鸦几簇。咱为甚妆妆频觑,怕有那新雁儿寄来书。红日晚,残霞在,秋水共长天一色。寒雁儿呀呀的天外,怎生不捎带个字儿来? 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