<p class="ql-block">暮云渐沉池阁，斜风细雨，吹乱青盘影。</p><p class="ql-block">有万柄低垂，素襟初冷。</p><p class="ql-block">露珠碎落，烟痕暗起，更闻蛙鼓零星，水光千顷。</p><p class="ql-block">似旧梦、纷纷正难醒。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">望中粉面半敛，几点残红，数枝新梗。</p><p class="ql-block">香雾薄、依稀鲛绡凝映。</p><p class="ql-block">嫩苞如笔，老蓬似盏，岸边三两蜻蜓，去来无定。</p><p class="ql-block">避人处、蜻蜓立荷顶。</p><p class="ql-block"><br></p><p class="ql-block">忽念浮世，艳色难留，盛时偏竞。</p><p class="ql-block">叹昨日擎云今委径。</p><p class="ql-block">黯销魂、风雨几度催清景。</p><p class="ql-block">终悟得、垂落非衰病。</p><p class="ql-block">一池烟水涵虚静。</p>