In the hot and humid day
I was trying to write a great poem in my diary,
I was puzzled and confused,
So after writing some lines,
I gave up.
Then in a calm and pleasant day,
I opened the diary again
And saw that the lines which I had written
In the hot and unpleasant day,
Had already become a magnificent poem,
I could not believe my eyes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem