Author Lu You 七十三年事事新,涵濡幸作六朝民。发无可白方为老,酒不能赊始觉贫。末路已悲身是客,此心犹与物为春。柴门勿谓常岑寂,时有乡邻请药人。 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