Luo Zhihai Poems

In the forest garden, one thousand years of trees
In the lake field, one hundred days of spring
People listen to the twitters of the birds
Music excites the heart of the poetry
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Light a bonfire in the evening
Look at the clouds of the autumn mountain as far as the eye can reach
Water quenches Three Rivers' thirst
Wind flows to the February spring
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Night rain clear and pines pretty
Heaven and earth beautiful and a new sun
Chant poems to eliminate rudeness
Hold moon with both hands to wash the dust heart
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In blink of an eye, black hackers tastes the green ants in the red building
Where turning my head, yellow orioles feast the golden cicadas in the emerald willows
Flutes and lutes sound, the feelings at farewell graceful and the oars of the boat remote
Bells and drums leisurely, the old dreams vaguely and the shadow of the moon cold
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Taste wine by the West Pool, rain dark and night late, sigh the fallen flowers
Play lute on the North Island, hard to be a music, strings and fingers are cold
Sunny and windy day, gallop Mt. Tianshan to see the bright moon
White clouds changing into grey dogs, wander in the promontory to drink a long rainbow
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Dai Mountain conferred Shi to pine imperially
Spring breeze audition of the most popular courtesan
Full moon sought people smiling
Fallen leaves in vain provoked grief of the wild geese
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White clouds curling and woodcutting songs are sung
Red lotus roots in the wave and on fishing boats lights
It's not a famous mountain but nature-cultivation
Although no good wine, also soothe my mind
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A bright moon in Tang Dynasty let you get drunk
The ancients on the Qin Place were crazier than me
Left pearls in the blue sea, you picked up them
Posted letters by the flying wild goose, I collected them
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Rice wine and peanuts think of the old friends
Crosstalk pieces congratulate the new spring time
Several Buddha names comfort the dream soul
One cup of Zen tea is bright in my mind
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Flowing water tunes lute below the bright moon
In the dusk wind, pink clouds dance
Three women play a play
Thousand armed forces of the warriors four sides attack
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