The small snow is flying in the sky
the cold wind is blowing on my face
it's in the middle of winter
my poetry mind is surging
The green pines are towering over the steep mountains
the cold rain is pouring on them
when it’s the temperature of the polar region
they are proud and awe inspiring
Fog thinks to lock the river deliberately
white miasma and silver waves
free and unfettered outstanding talents and faithful martyrs
they are eternal paradigms
The wind wants to comb the willows without words
the orchid heart and the beautiful se
the nutmeg youth is sweet and valuable
the love of a life
Note: first and second sentences by Luo Zhihai.
Note: first and fourth sentences by Luo Zhihai.
Second and third sentences by Qian Yongde.
3/14/2020格律體新詩 ● 二十絕羅志海著譯
Metric New Poetry ● Twenty Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9667首對聯體詩
The 9,667th Two Pairs of Couplets