Author Chen Shidao 素手拈花纤软。生香相乱。却须诗力与丹青，恐俗手，难成染。一顾教人微倩。那堪亲见。不辞紫袖拂清尘，也要识，春风面。 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