Who lays rice paper
and dyes three or four red plum flowers on it?
I get slicked up thousands of green willow leaves
wielding a cutting knife
Fragrance of the books all over the wild
in the chest there is ink
poetry is elegant
Moonlight all over the sky
the whole world as one community
quality is high
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,153th Two Pairs of Couplets, 12/17/2020