Sometimes life moves downward
Like a stream unchecked;
The sky looks threatening with
Dark clouds of hopelessness hovering;
Sometimes you feel low
Like a flower drooping in heat;
The spring seems unapproachable
Summer reigns as an invincible emperor;
But flowers bloom in desert too
Oasis quenches thirst of travelers
And star light falling from millions
Of kilometers dispel the darkness;
Life has lessons to learn
Life is for moving ahead,
You are not yet dead.
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I would like to translate this poem
Yes! Before death, we have to do our level best to make mark in the world, friend!