Throwing Themselves On Me
A waterfall carried a moon away in the mountain stream
Willow branches whipped cows on the crisscross footpaths between fields
Plum flowers throwing themselves on me left fragrance
A hot sun throwing itself on me became a warm current
(by Luo Zhihai)
投怀送抱
瀑卷山溪月
柳鞭阡陌牛
梅花送抱留香味
丽日投怀化暖流
格律体新诗 ● 罗志海著译
第二百零一首长短句对联体诗 二零二一年六月四日
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