Author Zhao Changqing 老去悲秋人转瘦。更异乡重九。人意自凄凉，只有茱萸，岁岁香依旧。登高无奈空搔首。落照归鸦後。六代旧江山，满眼兴亡，一洗黄花酒。 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