Author Yao He 日出月复没，悠悠昏与明。修持经几劫，清净到今生。林下知无相，人间苦是情。终期逐师去，不拟老尘缨。 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