Author Li Xianyong 风细酒初醒，凭栏别有情。蝉稀秋树瘦，雨尽晚云轻。旅鬓一丝出，乡心寸火生。子牟魂欲断，何日是升平。 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