Author Qi Ji 病起见衰叶，飘然似我身。偶乘风有韵，初落地无尘。纵得红沾露，争如绿带春。因伤此怀抱，聊寄一篇新。 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