As a Hill the brush holder is high, As a sea the paper is wide; There is no one word on the sea, Nothing spoken by the God.
笔架高如山，帛纸阔似海； 海上无一字，上天何言哉？
Note: English is not my mother language. As a practice, this poem is translated from my poem in Chinese: 题笔架山。 I hope the experts who master both English and Chinese to offer me some suggestions.
August 25, 2020
