Wind was hitting the face of the wheat
he was muttering: oh...that's enough...
wind brought a cool breeze
it was his duty with no means
wind brought the seeds....
seeds of the wheat to the other places
so the wheat's seed will grow in the other parts
so the wind helped the wheat quite a bit...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Refreshing and reviving hopes, you send your fresh seed to me via whispering wind_SOul