Author Yang Wujiu 日转墙东。几枝寒影，一点香风。清不成眠，醉凭诗兴，起绕珍丛。平生只个情锺。渐老矣，无愁可供。最是难忘，倚楼人在，横笛声中。 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