The summer wind blows
the timely rain is moist
the whirling moon is setting and the frogs are noisy
and the drinker is drunk in front of the bottle
The spring day warms
the mist smoke suffusing
the bright flowers in bloom and the birds noisy
and visitors on the road idle
The shadows of oars are empty
the lotus roots in the pool
again I see the peaches red and near the blue water
and happy to see the lovesickness is charming
The sounds of bananas broken
the voice outside the picture
again the willows are green and the yellow warblers are singing
and I enjoy the sweet dream lingering
Metric New Poetry ● Eighteen Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,233th Two Pairs of Couplets, 1/3/2021