Poems about streams

The original text of the stream.

The stream is full of flowers,

Birds fly with fragrance.

There is an egret under the tree.

The sun sets and the rocks rise.

Translation of streams

The small trees by the river are full of flowers.

Hundreds of birds spread their wings and flew, scattering a piece of rain fragrance.

There is only one white crane,

Still standing on the stone watching the sunset.