The Hot Smoke Poem by Luo Zhihai
The Hot Smoke
Snow dancing and plum red, the fragrance moisten the pen
Clouds flying and stars out, in the heart the moon lingering
One sound of cicada, the hot smoke rolling in
Ten thousand points of firefly light, comes the cool evening
◆ Chinese Text
熱煙
雪舞梅紅香沁筆
雲飛星出月縈心
一聲知了熱煙滾
萬點螢光涼夜臨
2/9/2017
對聯體 ● 十絕羅志海著譯
Two Pairs of Couplets ● Ten Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai
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