The wine bottle is dunk and nothing but tears
gree, unfettered spring and summer
My homesick dream is secluded, it always worry
wandering in the lake and river
Pale ink and light wolf hairs
moved the green mountains to hang on the four walls
A leisure cloud and a wild crane
invited the bright moon to reflect a thousand autumns
3/13/2020格律體新詩 ● 十一絕羅志海著譯
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9656首對聯體詩
The 9,656th Two Pairs of Couplets