The Poetic Fruits Poem by Luo Zhihai

The Poetic Fruits



Lonely lute to moon, in a mess the heart strings
Extinguish sadness with unstrained liquor, the poetic fruits are sour
Be never tired of seeing, feeling is specially
Have a mind for a short while, love is happily


11/26/2017
對聯體 ● 七絕羅志海著譯
Two Pairs of Couplets ● Seven Words of Quatrain by Luo Zhihai

◆ Chinese Text

詩果


孤琴對月心弦亂
濁酒澆愁詩果酸
百看不煩情獨特
一時有意愛欣歡

Sunday, November 26, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: feeling,fruit,happy,heart,lonely,mess,mind,moon,poetry,sad
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Luo Zhihai

Luo Zhihai

Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China
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