Luo Zhihai Poems

Fallen leaves return to the roots to miss homeland
Flying flowers pursues water to send off the fleeting time
A man who is contented will be happy, three meals full
Reconcile oneself to one's situation, one leisure lifetime
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Water plays the love music and willow wields a writing brush
Mountain sings a love song and pine pours ink
My heart holds heaven and earth and my feeling is warm
My hands hold the universe and my courage is heroic
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In the mountains surge waves and grows wind in the pine sea
Writing, verses in bloom in the poetic field
Thirty percent of the moonlight is painted into painting
A wisp of the orchid fragrance is kneaded into tea
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The wild geese transmitted love between two places
Eternal regret in Shen Garden, tears on three paper
Nature-cultivation should be beyond the noisy world
Cultivate one's moral character best in the depth of the plum flowers
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In the pool, plant lotuses with the clean character
In the pine mountain, raise the cranes to show the emotion
Not sigh the life is less wonderful
Should know the society has many questions
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One feather as a brush
Several drops of the pine ink was poetized
Annual rings were engraved the sentences of the vicissitudes of life
By the pillow, lingered Thoughts at Silent Night
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Ride the waves and light cross, the clear lotus tourist
Bright moon and cool breeze, the beauty
In the volume, spring and autumn are so meaningfully
In the painting, mountains and water are pure specially
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A wisp of the cool breeze rolls the spring curtain
Thirty percent of the bright moon grows the butterflies' shadows
Return simple and elegant, character is sincere
Pretend to be profound, knowledge shallow
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A cup of tea served without refreshments, leisure to taste hundred flavours of life
Half a bend of moon, fish out thousand layers of the pasts
People are in the dusk, soft and elegant moods floating
Rivers flow into the vast sea, raging waves surge and lift
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A moon bright in the empty mountain and the autumn night is meaningful
The wind clear in the elegant garden and a vertical bamboo flute is cold
The distant and indistinct place of the white clouds and the monk cottage is small
The blue sea no boundaries and the chest is broad
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