After raining, the green mountains let me hide
In front of the window, the bright moon shines me brightly
Hot mockery is not harmful to ambition of reaching clouds
Cold sarcasm can hurt emotion of the proud bones hardly
2/29/2020格律体新诗 ● 七绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9553首对联体诗
The 9,553th Two Pairs of Couplets