Author Liu Jia 刖足岂更长,良工隔千里。故山彭蠡上,归梦向汾水。低摧神气尽,僮仆心亦耻。未达谁不然,达者心思此。行年忽已壮,去老年更几。功名生不彰,身殁岂为鬼。才看芳草歇,即叹凉风起。匹马未来期,嘶声尚在耳。 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