Author Liu Yin 冥鸿有意避云罗。问何处,是行窝。今古一渔蓑。收揽了,闲人最多。求田问舍,君休笑我,两鬓已成皤。髀肉尽消磨。浑换得,功名几何。 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