The night was late and the candle was dim
a cup of coolness into the dream
When the night was silent and the person was tired
relating to love
he’s a little emaciated
Fishing in the flowery port
he fished wisps of the lotus fragrances
He called the crane in the cloudy mountain
a bright moon bitten by it
4/1/2020格律体新诗 ● 十绝罗志海著译
Metric New Poetry ● Ten Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
第9805首对联体诗
The 9,805th Two Pairs of Couplets