Autumn Crows ─ Compose A Poem To Reply My Poetry Friend, Luo Zhihai
The green pine in the beautiful ridge hung a weak moon
The thin bamboos by the green stream danced in the cold wind
Sounds of reed flute were melodious in the wilderness
On the old sycamore. dots of crows were perching
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Lǜaiyuan, Translation by Luo Zhihai
The 11,116th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/11/2020
The moon bright to shine the flowers floating in water, too
Yearning remote to let tears wet clothes again
Dots of crows at dusk in the cold trees in autumn
Sounds of Qiang flute sad and shrill in the sunset
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,077th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/4/2020