Autumn Crows ─ Compose A Poem To Reply My Poetry Friend, Luo Zhihai
The green pine in the beautiful ridge hung a weak moon
The thin bamboos by the green stream danced in the cold wind
Sounds of reed flute were melodious in the wilderness
On the old sycamore. dots of crows were perching
Metric New Poetry ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Lǜaiyuan, Translation by Luo Zhihai
The 11,116th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/11/2020