It's a sunny day
the floating clouds in a thousand miles are remote
At the dark night
a bright moon is cold
The west wind cuts the emerald
in a leisure courtyard, the fallen leaves are merciless
The empty branches of the secluded garden are frustrated
in the cold, the beginning snow
4/1/2020格律体新诗 ● 十绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Ten Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9804首对联体诗
The 9,804th Two Pairs of Couplets