Drop by drop rain slaps the banana leaves. <br />Praise whoever sketched this desolate scene: <br /> <br />the lush, dark canopies of the gnarled trees, <br />the long river, sliding smooth and white. <br /> <br />I lift my wine flask, drunk with rivers and hills. <br />My backpack, breathing moonlight, sags with poems. <br /> <br />Look, and love everyone. <br />Whoever sees this landscape is stunned.<br /><br />Ho Xuan Huong<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-landscape/
