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