The duckweed on the lake are still there
the willow branches on the bank are tender and green
to lose the pretty figure of a beauty
it's blue
Remaining dew on the small bridge are still there
boat dwellers' flower colors are coming up one after another
why am I heartbroken?
dingdong
The reason for picking flowers is tipping cups
bright red shedding tears, passionately drunk
there is no regret in poetry and books
being tired, too
Helping the willow and hearing the singing swallows
the new green brings the charm of spring
litchi and plum utter not a single word
fragrances are strong
Note: first and fourth sentences by Luo Zhihai.
Second and third sentences by Fuxingjuanwo.
3/2/2020格律體新詩 ● 二十一絕羅志海著譯
Metric New Poetry ● Twenty-one Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9562首對聯體詩
The 9,562th Two Pairs of Couplets