Author Bai Juyi 捧籝献千金,彼金何足道。临觞赠一言,此言真可宝。流光我已晚,适意君不早。况君春风面,柔促如芳草。二十方长成,三十向衰老。镜中桃李色,不得十年好。胡为坐脉脉,不肯倾怀抱。 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