Author Lu You 伏枕濒九死，下床如再生。幸回蒿里驾，犹作越吟声。拂几嗟麈积，开书觉眼明。淖糜方自养，未敢忆南烹。 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments