Throw away the coldness on the nib
how many loves are there in the dreams of the world?
Pour out wine in the empty cup
the morning glow with a wisp of feeling in the world
In the place where I travel through mountains and rivers
I want to seek poems and talk and accidental to listen to the wind
When the eyebrows are raised and breath is strong
raising my head to chant to the moon long
2/25/2020格律体新诗 ● 十二绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Twelve Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9527首对联体诗
The 9,527th Two Pairs of Couplets