Does Li Bai have the poem Guanshan?

The scenery in February is like a cave.

Colchicine and hibiscus are cold.

Dreams don't have to chase the past,

Four hearsays say ghosts and gods are frightened.

Mother's teaching is not enough,

Roots dare not form in cracks.

Tingwei's disciples have been lonely for a long time.

Imprisoned son combs his hair and has long eyes.