Sites and bushes
Green and shaded lanes
Orders for forests and gardens
Flowing through your veins—
Strong love, gray-blue distance
Brown streams and soft dark skies. ...
I know, but I can't enjoy it,
My love is not like this.
I like suntanned countries,
A vast plain
Rugged mountains
Drought, floods and rainfall.
I like her foresight.
I love her jewelry sea,
Her beauty and her fears—
For my brown land!
Dark white annular bark forest
All the tragedies happened on the moon.
The sapphire of the mountain is blurred.
The midday gold rush
Green tangling brush
In the faint vine coil.
Orchids, dense trees, ferns.
The suffocating crimson soil.
My heart, my country-
Her relentless blue sky,
When the heart is uncomfortable, be by our side.
We saw the cow die. ...
Then the gray clouds gather.
We can bless again,
Knock on an army,
Stable, raining.
My heart, my country,
Rainbow gold on the young land-
For floods, fires and famines
She paid three times the money ... and we went back.
I am eager for some grass.
Look, many days have passed.
A hazy layer of green
When your gaze thickens ...
A country without compassion,
A wayward and luxurious land-
Ah, you don't love her
You don't understand.
... the world is fair and wonderful.
But when? I will die
What do I know about Brown's country?
My self-directed and self-acting ideas can fly!
Ps: I have tried my best. If there is anything wrong, I will correct it myself. .