Author Ye Mengde 渺渺空波下夕阳。睡痕初破水风凉。过雨归云留不住。何处。远村烟树半微茫。莫笑经年人老矣。归计。得迟留处也何妨。老子兴来殊不浅。帘卷。更邀明月坐胡床。 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