The Autumn Dream
The fishing village is small
at the foot of curling white cloud
On the head of the bay, the blue water is limpid
a orchid boat is leisurely
In nictation
flying flowers and fallen leaves piling into autumn
At the midnight
the bright moon and lovesickness floating into dream
(by Luo Zhihai)
秋梦
袅袅白云脚下渔村小
盈盈碧水湾头兰棹悠
半宵明月相思飘入梦
瞬眼飞花落叶叠成秋
格律体新诗 ● 九绝罗志海著译
第一一四八六首对联体诗二零二一年三月十九日
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