Song of the Cloud: What am I? What am I? What am I?

Poetry: The Song of Clouds

Author's brief introduction Wang Huawu, a native of Hefei, Anhui Province, was born in 1972 and his pen name is Shepherd Boy. His works were scattered in newspapers and periodicals in the 1990s, and now he is an employee of a construction enterprise in Hefei.

I am an eternal drifter, shuttling between the earth and the sky.

I am the son of the earth,

I am a cloud shirt, a mist in the sky.

I am the shadow of a swift river,

I am the immortal soul of Snow White,

I am the dream of the mountains,

I am a wave in a wave.

I'm a disaster maker,

When dark clouds are gathering and thunder bursts,

I became a raging rain,

I whipped the cold land hard,

I ruthlessly destroyed sick trees and weak flowers,

I let the river rise, engulfing immature crops and low houses.

I am the giver of happiness,

When the scorching sun scorched the cracked land,

I became nectar and nectar, nourishing the wounds of the earth,

I revived dying flowers, trees and crops.

I come from the easternmost point where the sun rises.

I am a messenger from the sun,

I was born in the vast Pacific Ocean.

I ran from east to west wrapped in a hurricane,

I am proud and free,

I wrapped the mountains in tulle,

I play games with the Himalayas,

I danced with the Alps,

I cast my shadow on the Atlantic Ocean and the Pacific Ocean.

I am proud to overlook the pyramids and the Eiffel Tower.

I proudly look down at the Great Wall, where there are dragons living in the mountains and the Yangtze River and Yellow River rolling eastward.

I crossed the English Channel and Bering Channel at will,

I'm fascinated by watching the great ships that shuttle between the Mediterranean and the Baltic Sea.

Miss the busy scenes of Suez Canal and Panama Canal.

The beautiful and rich villages on both sides of the Nile and Rhine fascinate me.

I crossed the Sahara desert and the rift valley.