Author Lu Zhao 三载皇都恨食贫,北溟今日化穷鳞。青云乍喜逢知己,白社犹悲送故人。对酒共惊千里别,看花自感一枝春。君归为说龙门寺,雷雨初生电绕身。 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