The Posthouse Poem by Luo Zhihai

驿站

门前流水潺潺去
松下炊烟袅袅升
驿外梅花三百朵
江中明月上千情


The Posthouse

In front of the door, the flowing water murmuring to go
Under the pine, smoke rising and curling up from the cooking
Three hundred plum blossoms outside the Posthouse
In the river, the bright moon with thousands of feelings

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