I unhurried to write a spring poem with the willow color
I free and easy to sing a summer tune in the apricot blossom sky
Music between the strings is played leisurely in my fingers
Fleeting year in the ink warmly imprints on my mind
3/7/2020格律體新詩 ● 九絕羅志海著譯
Metric New Poetry ● Nine Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9601首對聯體詩
The 9,601th Two Pairs of Couplets