Author Xue Ying 昨日尊前折，万人酣晓香。今朝篱下见，满地委残阳。得失片时痛，荣枯一岁伤。未将同腐草，犹更有重霜。 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