May Is Here
The braiding willow smiles.
Chasing the spring
to the last inch of sunshine are
the playful swallows.
Unmindful of the
creeping dusk, the
exploding colors
caper along the hill.
五月来到
梳着小辫儿的杨柳
笑了。
追逐着那最后一寸阳光的
是那些好戏弄的燕子。
漫不经心的暮色
已逐渐合拢来，
那爆发的万紫千红
缤纷的爬满了山坡。
------ New York Herald Tribune