In the leisurely courtyard, the new rain is whistling and pattering
In the empty gully, a clear stream flows murmuring
In the one-third moonlight, the catkin shadows are floating
Croak of the frogs calls for homesickness in the field
3/6/2020格律体新诗 ● 七绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9594首对联体诗
The 9,594th Two Pairs of Couplets