Author Meng Jiao 赤日千里火,火中行子心。孰不苦焦灼,所行为贫侵。山木岂无凉,猛兽蹲清阴。归人忆平坦,别路多岖嶔。赖得竟陵守,时闻建安吟。赠别折楚芳,楚芳摇衣襟。 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