The autumn wind rustling and the moon is thin
Peaches are red and spring grass is luxuriant
My feet step on the top of the mountain and my heart is broad
My bosom thinks of the world and my wisdom is infinite
3/11/2020格律体新诗 ● 七绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9641首对联体诗
The 9,641th Two Pairs of Couplets