Author Yao He 昨宵白露下,秋气满山城。风劲衣巾脆,窗虚笔墨轻。临书爱真迹,避酒怕狂名。只拟随麋鹿,悠悠过一生。 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