When the pen was dipped into the afterglow
I overlooked the mountains
and the autumn was more in blaze
Chanting poems about the fallen leaves
I mourned the passing water
and the dream without trace
A broad mind has its own calm sentence
understanding in life
An old horse still has an unyielding heart and lies on the trough
cultivation of time
3/26/2020格律体新诗 ● 十一绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9753首对联体诗
The 9,753th Two Pairs of Couplets