Author Wang Yan 大都四绪阴晴半。天上油云舒又卷。若还心也似云闲,老色何由来上面。生平辛苦今潇散。得丧荣枯皆历遍。人言不死是神仙,我但耳闻非眼见。 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