Author Li Xianyong 朝作青云士，暮为玄夜人。风灯无定度，露薤亦逡巡。乘马惊新冢，书帷摆旧尘。只应从此去，何处福生民？ 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