Author Wen TianXiang 秋风晚正烈,客衣早知寒。把衣不能别,更尽此日欢。出门一万里,风沙浩漫漫。岂无儿女情,为君思汍澜。百年有时尽,千载无馀观。明明君臣义,公独为其难。愿持丹一寸,写入青琅玕。会有抚卷人,孤灯起长叹。 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