At the Seaside
| When I was down beside the seaA wooden spade they gave to meTo dig the sandy shore.My holes were empty like a cupIn every hole the sea came upTill it could come no moreLittle drops of waterLittle grains of sandMake the mighty oceanAnd a pleasant land当我在海边嬉戏我用他们给我的木铲挖那松软的沙地我挖的小洞像是一个茶杯从那里海水慢慢浮起直到它去无可去小小的水滴小小的沙粒汇集成无际的大海和美丽的土地 |
