I wanted to chant my home mountain
but my voice was choking
Empty to leave the old dream behind
the shadow was plaintive
Wild geese returning in late autumn
and their emotions were reluctant to part
In midsummer, the floating clouds were scattered
and the love to be moved hard
Metric New Poetry by Luo Zhihai, 2/17/2021
The 40th Long and Short Sentences of Couplets