Author Liu Yanshi 粉细越笋芽,野煎寒溪滨。恐乖灵草性,触事皆手亲。敲石取鲜火,撇泉避腥鳞。荧荧爨风铛,拾得坠巢薪。洁色既爽别,浮氲亦殷勤。以兹委曲静,求得正味真。宛如摘山时,自歠指下春。湘瓷泛轻花,涤尽昏渴神。此游惬醒趣,可以话高人。 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