I can't detect breath in the crowd
The streets were shrouded in mist
The passing cars were exploring and moving forward
People were in a hurry, walking under umbrellas
But I didn't breathe
The world is dull
Don't know who to shout
Don't know who to cry for help
I also have a huge umbrella
Walking through the crowd in the street
Exhausted, hard to breathe
In the misty rain
The black umbrella is heavier
I was knocked down by the endless rain
Maybe someone else
But I'm particularly serious
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful poem dear, Wei. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.