I rowed the oars on the tops of the waves and the smoke was covering the waves
riding the wind and breaking the waves
In the song, I long chanted the Water Tune Song
holding a cup of wine and drunkenly singing
Fishing on the riverside
I watched the willow leaves were whirling in early summer
I held a banquet in Qiong Forest
chanting the charming peach blossoms gracefully in mid spring
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,102th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/8/2020