Author Wen TianXiang 向来岩下电，无故眩生花。达磨面向壁，卢仝□塌沙。灯前心欲碎，镜里鬓空华。何日看明月，沈沈斗柄斜。 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