Author Luo Qiu 山馆吟馀山月斜,东风摇曳拂窗华。岂知驱马无闲日,长在他人后到家。孤剑向谁开壮节,流年催我自堪嗟。灯前结束又前去,晓出石林啼乱鸦。 Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments