Author Lu You 间何阔,逢诸葛,畏人常忧不得活。事不谐,问文开,不蹋权门更可哀。即今白发如霜草,一饱茫然身已老。惟有躬耕差可为,卖剑买牛悔不早。年丰米贱身独饥,今朝得米无薪炊。地上去天八万里,空自呼天天岂知! 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