斩枭雄
西风野旷逶迤岭
炎夏日沉腼腆容
千里单骑持偃月
万军孤胆斩枭雄
Cut the Enemy Leader's Head
The west wind, the winding ridge and the wilderness was wide
The hot summer, the setting sun was shy
Riding alone for a thousand miles, a crescent sword held
Lonely courage in ten thousands of soldiers cut the enemy leader's head
5/27/2016对联体 ● 七绝罗志海著译
Two Pairs of Couplets ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
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