一客寓柳州,住舍离柳侯祠仅一箭之遥。夜半失眠,迷迷顿顿,听风声雨声,床边似长出齐膝荒草,柳宗元跨过千年飘然孑立,青衫灰黯,神色孤伤。第二天一早,我便向祠中走去。 Liuzhou a guest apartment, only a stone’s throw away from the Hou Temple. Half-night insomnia, fans dunk, listening to the wind and rain, the bed can grow like a knee-jerk, Liu Zongyuan floating across the millennium solitude, Pathetic gray dark, look lonely. The next morning, I walked to the shrine.