Author Liu Yong 轻蹑罗鞋掩绛绡。传音耗，苦相招。语声犹颤不成娇。乍得见，两魂消。匆匆草草难留恋，还归去，又无聊。若谐雨夕与云朝。得似个，有嚣嚣。 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