Luo Zhihai Poems

Spirit pleased and pen fluency, unstrained wine pure and strong melt in the painting draft
Words cold and hearts cold, cold wind piercingly cold through the poetic bag
Persevere in one's studies in spite of hardships, what time can step on the road of the blue sky
Furrowed by rain and wind, enter in the white jade hall sometime
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Benevolent and kind eyes and eyebrows, the spring breeze smiles
Purple swallows happily fly side by side
Where submit the expense account in one season time
What time will pay the love debt of the three lives
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Overseas poets, the concerto
Fisherman by the river, the tuning strings song
The continuous autumn rain, flowers became a grave
Decomposed hatchet handles in the mountain, the silent fleeting days
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Wind and frost dyed the temples, person haggard
Rain and snow no feelings, dream lonely
Several cups of the diluted wine far away the dust hubbub
A cup of the bright lamp expelled turbid vulgarity
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Whole garden of the cold autumn, sword flying frost
Moon white in the corner, drink together with poetry
Hold a pot in the hand, drunk tonight
Oblique swallows cut the spring, all day are busy
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Half a hillside of maples get drunk and reflect hill red
Fragrance of the snow white, several plums in bloom
Five floating clouds, wind scrawls
Water splashes into the sky, a bright moon,
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The bottom of my heart is wide like sea and heaven
My ambition and moral fortitude high like lofty mountains
Rain curtain was bunched by pearls and dew
By moon and boats, cloudy waves were shaken
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Rain soaks the hill steps, moss color is green
Smoke suffuses on the pine path, voice of the birds loud
Moon pillows on the clear wave and floats the jade shadow
Wind flows on the wild bank and ripples the autumn sounds
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Make efforts and cross the sea, the hero's courage
Play lute in the blue sea and crack rock slides cloud, the swordsman's spirit
Wind, flower, snow and moon, extensive cultivation of ten thousand mus of the poetic fields
As boundless as the sea and sky, tightly urge the dream pen of a branch of the spring
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Not take the grief and happiness to talk about gain and loss
Hard to face wind and rain to send off autumn and spring
Fetch a green mountain in the bag
Under the eyes collect thousand boats in the blue sea
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