Author Ge Lifang 青女飞花浓剪水。寒气霏微度窗纸。人间那得骨为帘,有麒麟尊有蚁。笙簧冻涩闲纤指。香雾暖熏罗帐底。却教试作忽雷声,往往惊开桃与李。 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