Author Zhang Yan 古木迷鸦,虚堂起燕,欢游转眼惊心。南圃东窗,酸风扫尽芳尘。鬓貂飞入平原草,最可怜,浑是秋阴。夜沈沈。不信归魂,不到花深。吹箫踏叶幽寻去,任船依断石,袖裹寒云。老桂悬香,珊瑚碎击无声。故园已是愁如许,抚残碑,却又伤今。更关情。秋水人家,斜照西泠。 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