It's Hard To Drown Sorrows In Wine
In the ridge, the pine wind was cold
On the branches, the moonlight was cold
The lovesickness was cut off but the sorrows hard to be cut off
The turbid wine was drunk but the tears didn't stop
Metric New Poetry by Luo Zhihai,2/6/2021
The 11th Five-Seven Words of Quatrain of Two Pairs of Couplets
借酒难浇愁
岭上松风冽
枝头月色寒
相思剪断愁难断
浊酒饮干泪不干
格律体新诗 ● 罗志海著译
第11首五七绝对联体诗 2021年2月6日
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