Author Lu You 初夏暑雨薄,但觉白日长。向来万里心,尽付一竹床。新笋出林表,森然羽林枪。时闻解箨声,灵府生清凉。平生喜昼眠,此志晚乃偿;安枕了无梦,孰为蝶与庄?徐起掬寒泉,中有菱丝香。清啸送落日,与世永相忘。 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