1 original:
Don't pay attention to the beating rain in the forest. Mei sings a long whistle and walks leisurely. Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The cold spring breeze woke me up and it was a little cold. The mountains are tilted, but they greet each other. Looking back at the bleak land, rain or shine.
2 translation:
Don't listen to the sound of rain hitting forest leaves. It is better to slowly cross the river while reciting poems. Walking with a bamboo pole in hand and sandals on your feet is lighter than riding a horse. What are you afraid of? Wearing hemp fiber, braving the wind and rain, walking on the rugged road of life, this is what I am used to in my life. The cold spring breeze blew me awake, and I felt a chill on my body. The sun set on the mountain, giving myself a little warmth. Looking back at the bleak land that has just passed (biased towards psychological spirit), the so-called storm is no longer a matter!