My Rain Poem won First Place in IBPC for Oct of 2009
星期二 十月 20, 2009 3:44 pm
here it is. I am very glad and honored! 
http://ibpc.webdelsol.com/
http://ibpc.webdelsol.com/2009/10
这首诗是今年六月宿营时下雨写的。在此我要感谢Emusing提名这首，我也要感谢我心中的每个朋友，是他们让我想到和写出这首诗。我希望我们的心灵就是山，是雨的家园。谢谢！
由此我更相信简单的也是美丽。
在写诗中，我们总是想着怎么写得复杂和有技巧，却很少想过简单也是美。
这首就这样自然地流露，我没想过太多。就想着把自己的心里想说的写出来。
Rain
You don’t pray for rain in mountains.
It comes and goes as if to home.
The soil is forever soft to preserve its depth.
Leaves unfold themselves to hold each drop.
Sometimes rain wanders in clouds,
others it runs into rising streams.
At the end of each cycle, you always hear it singing
all the way home, kissing leaves, tapping trees.
Still, some drops stay longer on the tall branches
until the sky clears.
All of a sudden, a wind blows,
they let go -
A light shower surprises you
sitting motionless
under a phoenix tree.