寒食 poem, 孙沁璇, April 04, 2018新历数将半,踌躇犹不已。春雨湿窗棂,轻寒罗帐里。夜风起萧瑟,阵阵抵葭苇。既知是寒食,怅惘书在纸。愧将壮志欺,踽踽尘埃里。却似望穷途,途穷看云起。 Previous Next