Goethe
Although I haven't said hello to you for a long time,
I didn't write to you, but don't let your heart
Doubt, as if your son should.
My deep love for you comes from my chest.
Disappear. Nothing like that stone,
Always rooted in the bottom of the water,
It will never leave its position, even if it is running water.
Sometimes with wind and waves, sometimes with soft waves through it.
It flows by, so people can't see it,
My love for you is so inseparable.
In my chest, despite the long river of life,
Sometimes I am hit by pain and roll violently.
Sometimes quietly caressed by happiness,
Coverage and blockade make it impossible.
You can't reflect around the sun.
The returning sunshine is in front of your loving mother.
Let you know how much your son respects you.
Note: Selected from Selected Poems on Foreign Topics (Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House, 1994 edition). Translated by Qian Chunkun. The next poem comes from the same source. Goethe (1749-1832) is a German poet, novelist and thinker. His masterpieces include the poetic drama Faust and the novel young werther. This poem was written in May 1767.