Fish leaping from the clear pond and clouds and water are far away
Butterflies flying light on the purple road and brocade letter is late
In the sun, I taste cool rhymes
Who sings graceful lyrics in the middle of the night?
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,172th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/20/2020