Author Jiao Ran 一磬寒山至,凝心转清越。细和虚籁尽,疏绕悬泉发。在夜吟更长,停空韵难绝。幽僧悟深定,归客忘远别。寂历无性中,真声何起灭。 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