Talking about our wishes under the tree
You say, you will write a biography of mountains and waters.
But I love only to take pictures of clouds
and paint a landscape from my window
(with several birds chirping)
or sketch a portrait of my little girl.
She must stand under the papaya tree in our garden.
(transl. by Joan Xie & Sam Perkins from Chinese)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem