七絕《野艸》— 金咸樞
惯經踩踏草根莖,
野火春風又復萌。
扭曲從來是常态,
千年不死度苍生。
Wild Grass by Jin Xian-shu
Though long trodden, its roots still grip the land,
Wildfire, wild, wild, yet breeze lifts it, grace grand.
Twisted, or bent, such trials it weathers —
Enduring ages, unyielding its stand.
Tr. Ziyuzile
22/05/2025
(To be revised)