The Spring Night… Poem by Luo Zhihai

The Spring Night…

The Spring Night


The cuckoo wept with all blood of the setting sun
The swallow bit a spring of the fragrant grass
The night still and a moon was poured in a deep cup
My shadow single and my heart bitter, no one with me got drunk

(by Luo Zhihai)


春宵

杜鹃泣尽斜阳血
燕子衔来芳草春
夜寂杯深斟一月
影单心苦醉无人

格律体新诗 ● 七绝罗志海著译
第一一四八三首对联体诗二零二一年三月十九日

Friday, March 19, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: sun,night,spring,blood,one,grass,bird
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Luo Zhihai

Luo Zhihai

Haifeng / Shanwei / Guangdong / China
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