Author Wang Yan 往年糊口谋升斗。朱墨尘埃粘两袖。黄粱梦断始归来,依旧琴书当左右。而今藏取持螯手。林下独居闲散又。问之何以得长年,寡欲少思安老朽。 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