Author Ouyang Xun 雁字成行,角声悲送。无端又作长安梦。青衫小帽这回来,安仁两鬓秋霜重。孤馆残灯,小楼钟动。马踢踏破前村冻。平生牵系为浮名,名垂万古知何用。 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