Dark and cloudy sky,
The brilliant poet doesn't write poetry,
He just indifferently draws some lines
On a page of his diary,
But when he finishes it,
He finds that
Those lines shine as a glorious poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Dark sky! ! ! Musing along, With the romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.