Luo Zhihai Poems
|8001.||The Only Man||2/5/2015|
|8006.||To Wang Lun (Seven Jue)||3/9/2015|
|8007.||Guest On The Smoke Billow, The Vast Mind||4/7/2016|
|8009.||Mind Of Summer Moon||12/19/2016|
|8010.||The Yellow Sky Lake||8/27/2017|
|8013.||Song Of Fort||3/18/2015|
|8015.||Cherishing High Aspirations(Sanlianti)||2/25/2015|
|8016.||A Comic Book||10/26/2017|
|8018.||Bamboo, Pine And Willow||11/23/2017|
|8019.||With Great Care||10/3/2017|
|8021.||White Poplar Flowers||3/19/2015|
|8022.||Joy And Peace In Believing||12/26/2014|
|8024.||Find Your Voice||2/27/2015|
Comments about Luo Zhihai
★ 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 ...
A Wisp Of East Wind