Silent sun was setting
cold smoke on the waves blockaded old dreams
Sounds of the weeping cuckoos
light fog in the rain locked new worry
Visited Wujiang River and pondered on the past
clouds born loneliness and water born hate
Searched in the Hangu Valley
mountains were free and rivers were flowing
Metric New Poetry ● Eleven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
The 11,258th Two Pairs of Couplets, 1/12/2021