Luo Zhihai Poems

Ask wine in the end of the village, fragrance leads the way
Visit spring on the willow bank, branches fill green
In the cluster of the autumn reeds, poems that do not conform to the rule of conventional versification
In the depth of the setting sun, mailing letters by wild geese
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Lonely evening so long but time can be measured
Nostalgia in a mess and a ruler can't measure
Pen crazy to sweep all thousands of dust
Bones proud and fashionable to a square of water
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In the Wu Mountain, wind weak and clouds cover the moon
Plums in the dim fog, rain envelops the river
Peach trees in the early spring, blossoms small and tender
Litchis in the late summer, their fruits are fragrant
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Light red is faint, the Peach Blossom Ferry
Cold emerald is continuous, the Swallow Rock
White grass and yellow clouds peep the dawn dream
Green forest and black fortress, the drunk spring stream
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Layers of the spring mountains, clouds faint
Clear lake water, willows are reluctant to part
Moon drunk in the lotus pool, drizzle obsessed
Smoke obsessed on the wild path, tender breeze drunk
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In the plum forest, overlook horses galloping
In the bamboo sea, silently listen to orioles singing
Like sitting in the spring breeze, the poetic rhymes flaming
Pure, strong and good wine, beauty's heart is happy
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Autumn white and chrysanthemums fragrant missing overgrows last night
Dew cold and wild geese distant and indistinct, loneliness overspreads today
Push the window and overlook the moon, invite cranes to sound for a period of time
Open the door and see the mountain, leave clouds living a few days
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Cloud visits the willow sea
Pen rides the spring breeze
A place propitious for giving birth to great men
Contented and carefree
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A cup of Zen lamp shines the heart
Thirty percent of Buddhism, the head has agility
Thousand silks of drizzle moistens the lotus blossoms
Several wisps of the fleeting years sink in the ink sea
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Green mountains and blue water, an even highway
Purple roads and red walls, in the second courtyard, leisure feelings
Built a cottage on the plum ridge, moon rises and sun sets
Lifted wine cups in the peach garden, gorgeous vernal scenery
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