Spring rain rains like a curtain these days,
And I don't think it's stopping completely.
In the rural, I am compiling the history books.
Just think about how I have searched the places before,
The places are those where historical and humanity events happened.
On the bank of a river, I finally find,
Where my home is, more beautiful.
(Feb.26,2012)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Congrats! You have found your home exploring the places in which, human life sprouted. May God bless you to have the strenth to complete your voluminous work of historical research.