Author Yao He 白日西边没,沧波东去流。名虽千古在,身已一生休。岂料文章远,那知瑞草秋。曾闻有书剑,应是别人收。杳杳黄泉下,嗟君向此行。有名传后世,无子过今生。新墓松三尺,空阶月二更。从今旧诗卷,人觅写应争。 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