Author Meng Jiao 诗人业孤峭,饿死良已多。相悲与相笑,累累其奈何。精异刘言史,诗肠倾珠河。取次抱置之,飞过东溟波。可惜大国谣,飘为四夷歌。常于众中会,颜色两切磋。今日果成死,葬襄之洛河。洛岸远相吊,洒泪双滂沱。 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