Author Yuan Bian 感极都无梦，魂销转易惊。风帘半钩落，秋月满床明。怅望临阶坐，沉吟绕树行。孤琴在幽匣，时迸断弦声。 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