Illusion
I want to wield a single knife walk out from the north beyond the Great Wall
Then I will row double oars in regions south of the Yangtze River
A mirage is ten thousand kinds of illusion
Those are empty -- flowers in the mirror and moon in the water
(by Luo Zhihai)
梦幻
欲舞单刀出塞北
便摇双棹下江南
镜花水月空一场
海市蜃楼幻万般
格律体新诗 ● 七绝罗志海著译
第一一五二零首对联体诗二零二一年三月二十九日
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