Knitted brows drank the moonlight in the cup drunkenly
Chatting about the wind of the pen bottom is the embarrassed thing
Destroying flowers on the wild road is the most ruthless
Fallen leaves in autumn evening more disturbed dreams
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,421h Two Pairs of Couplets, 3/10/2021