Author Lu You 雁山菖蒲昆山石,陈叟持来慰幽寂。寸根蹙密九节瘦,一拳突兀千金直。清泉碧缶相发挥,高僧野人动颜色。盆山苍然日在眼,此物一来俱扫迹。根蟠叶茂看愈好,向来恨不相从早。所嗟我亦饱风霜,养气无功日衰槁。 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