Author Xue Neng 一束龙吟细竹枝,青娥擎在手中吹。当时纵使双成在,不得如伊是小时。 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