Rows of trees
Are showing off their lush foliage
From which
Drops down
Green.
Over it
A rosy bird flies flashily.
Just as I flashed away
Unwarily
Before your eyes yesterday.
You're the breeze
Turning a blind eye to the vernal view
That gets free hastily
Leaving frostiness behind
While the chime
Beside
Parts her lips slightly
But makes no sound.
By Bing hua
Tr. East Sea Fairy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You paint a lovely picture with your words, wishful and waiting for Spring and Love! PEACE