Author Liu Yin 山如翠浪经雨涨,开轩似坐扁舟上。西风为我吹拍天,要架云帆恣吾往。太行一千年一青,才遇先生醉眼醒。却笑刘伶糟曲底,岂知身亦属螟蛉。 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