Author Meng Jiao 东西分我情,魂梦安能定。野客云作心,高僧月为性。浮云自高闲,明月常空净。衣敝得古风,居山无俗病。吟听碧云语,手把青松柄。羡尔欲寄书,飞禽杳难倩。 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