Author Su Shi 欲寻遗迹强沾裳,本自无生可得亡。今夜生公讲堂月,满庭依旧冷如霜。生死犹如臂屈伸,情钟我辈一酸辛。乐天不是蓬莱客,凭仗西方作主人。欲访浮云起灭因,无缘却见梦中身。安心好住王文度,此理何须更问人。 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