The Southern Hillby Zhang Qiandong (China) Poem by WorldPoetry USNB

My southern hill is to the south of any hills
With green trees and flowers everywhere
There are a farm, a hut and a river
At the foot of it, there must be a little boat for travelling

My southern hill can not be leaved the world far away
There must be in reality and can grow vegetables
Can cook used fire. And in leisure time, no matter picking asters
Or lotus or wild flowers, I think they are all right
Because each flower has her beautiful side

Of course, I hope one day the little boat could be able to carry
Back the man who leaves us about one thousand years
So that I can have a big drink with him
And go to the future with him



Bio：

Zhang Qiandong（张乾东），was born in 1981 in Wushan, Chongqing. Member of Chongqing Writers Association, member of Chinese Poetry Society. His works have been selected in some anthology and won some awards. Published six collections of poems and essays. Editor-in-chief of "Yangtze River Poetry"。