Author Bai Juyi 涧松高百寻,四时寒森森。临风有清韵,向日无曲阴。如何时俗人,但赏桃李林。岂不知坚贞,芳馨诱其心。能生学为文,气高功亦深。手中一百篇,句句披沙金。苦节二十年,无人振陆沉。今我尚贫贱,徒为尔知音。 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