The plum blossoms were enjoyed on the post road
who pitied the spring rain was dropping continuously?
Farewell to your friend in the Baqiao Bridge
you broke a willow branch silently
The new moon was sincere
a bowl of nectar to invite the moon to drink
The ancient style was simple
the qin music on several strings were played to wind
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,014th Two Pairs of Couplets, 11/23/2020