Author Wang Jian 空城雀,何不飞来人家住,空城无人种禾黍。土间生子草间长,满地蓬蒿幸无主。近村虽有高树枝,雨中无食长苦饥。八月小儿挟弓箭,家家畏向田头飞。但能不出空城里,秋时百草皆有子。报言黄口莫啾啾,长尔得成无横死。 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