Sound of the bamboo flute was heard in the deep winding path
The red peach blossoms were enjoyed in the idle garden silently
A fisherman casting a net look forward to catch a dragon
A poet chanting a poem was rubbing an ink stick
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,015th Two Pairs of Couplets, 11/23/2020