Fragrances of orchid and osmanthus often penetrated moon
Again greeted spring, luxuriant pine and willow
Poured out the turbid wine into a glass, the poet was drunk
The loneliness entered her bosom, the beauty was in sorrow
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,003th Two Pairs of Couplets, 11/19/2020