Author Li Taigu 尽道是伤春，不似悲秋怨。门外分明见远山，人不见，空肠断。朝来一霎晴，薄暮西风远。却忆黄花小雨声，误落下，三四点。 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