Luo Zhihai

Gold Star - 131,155 Points [Luo Zhihai] (In 1954 December / Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China)

Luo Zhihai Poems

6121. Running Rain 1/1/2017
6122. Guy Riding The Tide 1/1/2017
6123. Flowers In Dazzling Bloom 1/1/2017
6124. A Promise Values Thousand Gold 1/1/2017
6125. Unlucky Fate 1/1/2017
6126. The Summer Cicadas 1/1/2017
6127. Fog Locked And Wind Cold, The Autumn Moon Weak 1/1/2017
6128. The Embroidery Paintings Of The Women 1/1/2017
6129. Misty Rain In The Southern River, The Embroidery Paintings By The Women 1/1/2017
6130. The Oil Paper Umbrella 1/1/2017
6131. Hurts Friendship 1/1/2017
6132. The Five Mountains 1/1/2017
6133. The Great Green Mountain 1/2/2017
6134. The Great Green Mountain Know You Only 1/2/2017
6135. Share Out Bonus 1/2/2017
6136. The Prose Poetry 1/2/2017
6137. Landscape Of The Motherland 1/2/2017
6138. Flight Pattern Of Wild Geese 1/2/2017
6139. The Poetry And Wine 1/2/2017
6140. Rest Life Live In Seclusion, Accompany With The Clouds And Pines 1/2/2017
6141. The Parting People 1/2/2017
6142. A Bear Into The Dream 1/2/2017
6143. The Boorish Fellow 1/3/2017
6144. Rabbits Like Cabbage And Radish 1/3/2017
6145. Build Up Peace 1/3/2017
6146. Build Up Peace Together, The Dream Pretty And Strange 1/3/2017
6147. Empty Wine Pot 6/6/2017
6148. Copies A Book 6/7/2017
6149. The Field Path 6/7/2017
6150. Not Afraid Of Gossip 6/7/2017
6151. Barge 6/7/2017
6152. Flower Rain 6/7/2017
6153. Full Of Mouth 6/7/2017
6154. Calm Down 6/7/2017
6155. The Free Verse 6/7/2017
6156. Saved Ambition 6/7/2017
6157. The Zha Creek 6/8/2017
6158. Yellowing Pages 6/8/2017
6159. The Dragon's Bravery 6/8/2017
6160. Tread On The Waves 6/8/2017
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 ...

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A Burdock—clawed My Gown

★ A Burdock—clawed my Gown

☆by Emily Dickinson

A Burdock—clawed my Gown—
Not Burdock's—blame—
But mine—
Who went too near
The Burdock's Den—

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