Author Mao Bing 小筑百年计,雅志几人成。乱山深处,烟雨面面对萦青。巾屦方安吾土,花木仍供真赏,邻有阮嵇生。岁月抛身外,尘事更无营。鸟知归,云出岫,两忘情。从渠华屋,回首烟草吊颓倾。何似生涯才足,敧枕南窗北牖,醉梦落樵声。更喜濯缨处,门外一江清。 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