Author Ceng Di 花近清明晚风寒。锦幄兽香残。醺醺醉里,匆匆相见,重听哀弹。春情入指莺声碎,危柱不胜弦。十分得意,一场轻梦,淡月阑干。 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