Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 169,667 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

5001. A Poetic Sage 12/6/2015
5002. Wild Warbler(Two Pairs Of Couplets) 12/6/2015
5003. Green Lotus(Two Pairs Of Couplets) 12/6/2015
5004. Spring Rains, Cuckoos Sound And Flowers Spatter Tears 12/6/2015
5005. Sang A Song Under The Green Mountain 12/6/2015
5006. Weeds In The Waste Garden And Grey Branches Of The Ancient Wood. No Person Track 12/6/2015
5007. Listen To Sound Of Crane 12/6/2015
5008. Orchid Pavilion Streamside Deep And Shallow. Garrulax Canorus Sounds In Green Willow 12/6/2015
5009. Wine Fragrant 12/6/2015
5010. Kind Mother’s Tears(Two Pairs Of Couplets) 12/7/2015
5011. In Surprise, The Substituting Trick Stealthily 12/7/2015
5012. Listen To Zen(Two Pairs Of Couplets) 12/7/2015
5013. Moisten Writing Brush 12/7/2015
5014. Winding Path Admired Brilliant Autumn Chrysanthemums In The Heart 12/8/2015
5015. A Piece Of Red Dust 12/8/2015
5016. Five Clouds Township 12/8/2015
5017. Roaming In Blue Skies Of The Three Realm 12/9/2015
5018. The Nine Skies 12/9/2015
5019. Ink Black And Paper Red For Writing Love Story 12/9/2015
5020. Dark Eyebrows And Big Eyes 12/9/2015
5021. All Over The Mountains And Plains, Peach Blossoms Are Still Red And All Over The Mountains Being Red 12/9/2015
5022. Willow Branches Lowered And Swept A River Of Billows Light 12/9/2015
5023. Willow Bank Whirling Dance To Seek Swallow Trace 12/9/2015
5024. Dim Smoke And Rain Play Heart Strings Of The Lute 12/9/2015
5025. In The Dream, Soul Of The Spring Flowers And Autumn Moon 12/9/2015
5026. In South Of The River Of The Dream, Mist Enveloped Deep Spring And Willow Catkins Floated 12/9/2015
5027. Abruptly The Path Winds Along Mountain Ridges And Flute Sound Returns To Our Ears 12/9/2015
5028. Homesickness Gradually Produces, Half A Cup Of Wine, Be Drunk 12/10/2015
5029. A Wind-Bell Under Eave 12/10/2015
5030. Obsessed 12/10/2015
5031. Moon Losing Ferry Crossed Romance At Dawn 12/10/2015
5032. Love Still There 12/10/2015
5033. Mingle With Men Of Letters And Pose As A Lover Of Culture, The Tune Of Aunt Wu 12/10/2015
5034. Smile Hiding In The Heart 12/11/2015
5035. The Willow Path(Two Pairs Of Couplets) 12/11/2015
5036. Tide Flows To The South China Sea. Green Cocos Float Tender Clouds And Charming Rain 12/11/2015
5037. Red Apricot Blossoms Reaching Over The Wall Leant Against Spring Scenery 12/11/2015
5038. Sit To Fish A Moon In River 12/11/2015
5039. Flowers In Bloom On Both Bank, Strong The Fragrance Soul 12/11/2015
5040. All The Chords 12/11/2015

Comments about Luo Zhihai

  • Mercedes Cy (4/20/2018 5:32:00 PM)

    I am enjoying your poems. They touch me.

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  • Simone Inez Harriman Simone Inez Harriman (7/16/2017 12:34:00 PM)

    Luo your poetry is astounding. Stunningly beautiful poems flow from your pen. You are very gifted.

  • Rajnish Manga Rajnish Manga (11/14/2016 9:55:00 PM)

    Luo Zhihai is quite at ease with English as well as Chinese. He is the poet of life and nature, beauty and hope. I loved reading his couplets and other poems and found them gripping and profound in their meaning.

  • Randhir Kaur Randhir Kaur (8/1/2016 4:51:00 AM)

    You are poet of POETS....The best poet of couplets....keep going dear...

  • Jian Liying (7/6/2015 7:08:00 AM)


  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (3/18/2015 8:33:00 PM)

    your verses touch my heart

Best Poem of Luo Zhihai

Her Eyes

★ Her Eyes

☆ Poetry by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Up from the street and the crowds that went,
Morning and midnight, to and fro,
Still was the room where his days he spent,
And the stars were bleak, and the nights were slow.

Year after year, with his dream shut fast,
He suffered and strove till his eyes were dim,
For the love that his brushes had earned at last, -
And the whole world rang with the praise of him.

But he cloaked his triumph, and searched, instead,
Till his cheeks were sere and his hairs were gray.
'There are women ...

Read the full of Her Eyes

A Bird Came Down

★A Bird Came Down

☆Emily Dickinson

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

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