Muddy roads soaked by rain,
Must be cool and gentle;
Show new green grass,
Immediately washed away the dirt;
White chrysanthemum that is no longer timid,
Slowly raise their heads,
Try cold, try warm,
Then the petals break out of the shell;
Butterflies shake off water droplets.
Walking freely among the leaves,
The page of wisdom that decorated it.
Open and close when exposed to sunlight.
These ordinary scenery, after the rain, look brand-new, intoxicating and yearning, and let us enter the fairy tale world full of imagination.
-selected from a modern poem by Dai Wangshu, When it's Sunny.