Author Wen TianXiang 九门一夜涨风尘,何事痴儿竟误身。子产片言图救郑,仲连本志为排秦。但知慷慨称男子,不料蹉跎愧故人。玉勒雕鞍南上去,天高月冷泣孤臣。 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