Author Lu You 春工我辈人,可许不待面。欲老更增奇,原野红绿遍。向来苦摧伤,零雨杂飞霰。岂知袖此手,天定乃徐见。吾斋万花间,轻衫称团扇,飞花点书册,戏蝶游几研。吾衰未忘情,小句亦倩绚。持问陈元龙,试乞语一转。 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