Author Pei Ciyuan 雄谋竟不决,宝玉将何爱。倏尔霜刃挥,飒然春冰碎。飞光动旗帜,散响惊环珮。霜浓绣帐前,星流锦筵内。图王业已失,为虏言空悔。独有青史中,英风冠千载。 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