A flower, singing the rain
Original text:
I worked hard for the country and the people, prayed for something of value and jade rain, and hoped for nothing for several years. Once I was immersed in it, I cried out for burnout, and I liked the spring of Vientiane as before, and hated the refugees who were still on the road. If I can't stay, I will quit my job and leave my hometown. If I can't stay, I will leave my hometown.
I can't wait to turn weeds into millet and river sand into golden beads.
Even if I make thousands of families rich, I won't waste my wealth.
Seeing this disaster taught me nothing but snow all over my head.
Thanks for your help, son. Let us sigh from now on.
I just hope it doesn't stop raining for three days, and the streets are like all corners of the country.
After all, the pain you suffered before can't be washed away.
Vernacular translation:
For the country and the people, I poured my heart and blood into this rain, which is as precious as jade. The people have been looking forward to it for several years, and today it finally moistens the earth. The withered crops are green and new. Spring is back, which makes everything happy and makes me happy; I hate that people who have fled the country are still displaced. If people can't stay, they will leave their homes. If the victims can't stand it, they will leave their homes.
I can't wait to turn the weeds everywhere into dense crops and the sand at the bottom of the river into yellow gold beads.
I didn't waste the wages of the country until every household was rich.
It's no use watching natural and man-made disasters. I'm only anxious with white hair.
Thanks to God's support and help, the people have never lamented.
I hope this heavy rain won't last for three days, even if the street becomes a big lake.
The flood has flooded the roads, and it can't wash away the people's sufferings in recent years!
Extended data
Poems similar to the artistic conception of "a flower sings a happy rain";
1, Yuan Tang Wenru's Caoqinghu in Longyang County.
Caoqinghu Lake in Longyang County
The autumn wind has blown, and Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should have more white hair.
Completely drunk, I can't see the sky in the water. A ship full of dreams sank into the Milky Way.
Vernacular translation:
The autumn wind blows hard, and Dongting Lake seems to be aging a lot. After a night of melancholy, Xiang Jun should have more white hair. When I was drunk, I forgot that the stars in the water were just reflections. In a clear dream, I was lying by the Tianhe River.
2. The Song of Autumn Pu No.4 by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty.
Temple in autumn, once whispered, has declined.
Apes have white hair, both long and short.
Vernacular translation:
When I entered Qiupu, I was worried about my temple all morning. The plaintive ape voice turned my white hair into a tangled thread.