Author Bao Zhao 中庭五株桃,一株先作花。阳春夭冶二三月,从风簸荡落西家。西家思妇见悲惋,零泪沾衣抚心叹,初我送君出户时,何言淹留节回换。床席生尘明镜垢,纤腰瘦削发蓬乱。人生不得长称意,惆怅徙倚至夜半。 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