Author Lu You 平生喜萧散,垂老厌奔走。三年镜湖上,乐事未曾有。晨开一卷书,暮把一卮酒。病除觉身轻,赤脚自蹋藕。乃知造物意,亦未弃衰朽。今夕月殊佳,出门唤邻叟。 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