Author Xie yingfang 青龙地脉土酥香。产玉似昆冈。可怜不入瑶池宴,到冰壶,风味凄凉。忽忆故园时序,春盘春酒羔羊。青丝生菜韭芽黄。银缕染红霜。桃花人面柔荑手,酒微酣,象箸频将。鼙鼓一声惊散,六年地老天荒。 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