Author Yan Shu 霜华满树，兰凋蕙惨，秋艳入芙蓉。胭脂嫩脸，金黄轻蕊，犹自怨西风。前欢往事，当歌对酒，无限到心中。更凭朱槛忆芳容。肠断一枝红。 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