满庭芳
            
                                                春日伤怀
                                                   胡   灵
                                      痛哉乐兮，人生几许？
                      
                                     又经秋落春华。
                                      百年刚半，双鬓挂云霞。
                                      多少匆匆往事，
                                     成烟靄，荣辱由它。
：
                                      叹年少，
                                     谁能得意， 潘岳伴娇娃？

                                      休夸！