Author Meng Jiao 无火炙地眠,半夜皆立号。冷箭何处来,棘针风骚劳。霜吹破四壁,苦痛不可逃。高堂搥钟饮,到晓闻烹炮。寒者愿为蛾,烧死彼华膏。华膏隔仙罗,虚绕千万遭。到头落地死,踏地为游遨。游遨者是谁,君子为郁陶。 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