There was a countryside afternoon

Along the dike is dense grass.
Holding on to the shirt of the person who left, hoping for the day they would return.
Amidst the green sky, the kite soars in ecstasy
The flute hums, the shepherd's song

The river flows with clear water.
Rice has bent a girl's curve
Sparrows chirped and flew back from somewhere.
Lotus leaves wait for the season of fragrant young rice

The afternoon sun sparkles on the mirror surface
Water and clouds blend in the blue curtain
Lost in the soul of the countryside, he did not know
A heart waiting… anxiously for a bit of luck

There is still that countryside afternoon somewhere…