Nature scenes…
Lands of pure have angel fly.
Lights that shine are best for kinds.
Float and wash are rocks that firm.
Throw no weights around but learn.
Fly to heaven ways as lights.
Gentle winds are very right.
Leaping fountains store the coins.
Throw my shirts and heat is hot.
Sky and clouds are clever mud.
Coins in fountains keep our lucks.
Birds and beasts will seek their meals.
Birds to fly are wings that new.
Flying drops are sudden breezes.
Dig and trances may cool as he.
Trance for gods but take our scenes.
Look and keep are scenes not miss.
- - - - - Cheung Shun Sang=Cauchy3- - - - -
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem