Nature uncanny workmanship, all good thing scenery are wonderful, I live beside his, feel the change of temporal everyday, discover one grass the change of one wood, discover the illuminate of sun warmth, discover a cool breeze slowly and come, discover bird chirp sing in branch, discover the spring scenery that does not close field completely, the place that wind has blown has a light faint scent, only such our ability experience the essence of the life, ability won't miss natural happiness.
大自然鬼斧神工，一切美好的事物景物都是极好的，我生活在他的身边，每天感受世间万物的变化，发现一草一木的变化，发现阳光温暖的照射，发现一缕清风徐徐而来，发现鸟儿唧唧喳喳的在枝头唱歌，发现满园关不住的春色，风吹过的地方都有一股淡淡的清香，只有这样我们才能体会到生活的真谛，才不会错失自然的美好。
I am god-given alone person slowly stroll in rain, go on the road of hollowness, do not be afraid that rainwater is hit wet my footgear, do not be afraid that rainwater is hit wet my black hair long hair, do not be afraid that rainwater is hit wet garment of my coarse cloth element, I hope rainwater can erode only my heart, catharsis my cloudy, the cupreous stink that I get on scour off personally, look at the sky of dusky, its be mingled with is worn frozen rainwater and below, what there is clay in air is aromatic, the flower is by merciless fetch down however on the ground at one's convenience deals with, the leaf on the tree sways strange looks, wind passes by my cheek gently, as if touching me, resembling is to welcoming me the world that this crasher enters them, so good picture, as blatant as this city is antipathetic, the car is running quickly ceaselessly, accompanying the bray that lets a person be fed up with, of circumjacent butcher peddle sound, as if everybody is very busy, had gone hurriedly, do not leave any marks.
我难得独自一个人慢悠悠的在雨中漫步，走在空旷的道路上，不怕雨水打湿我的鞋袜，不怕雨水打湿我的青丝长发，不怕雨水打湿我的粗布素衣，我只希望雨水能冲刷我的心灵，洗涤我的浑浊，洗去我身上的铜臭味，看着灰蒙蒙的天空，它夹杂着冰冷的雨水而下，空气中弥漫着泥土的芬芳，花却被无情的打落在地上任凭处置，树上的叶子摇曳生姿，风轻轻地掠过我的脸颊，仿佛在抚摸着我，像是在欢迎我这个不速之客闯入它们的世界，这般美好的景象，与这喧嚣的城市格格不入，汽车不停的奔驰着，并伴随着让人讨厌的喇叭声，周边小贩的叫卖声，仿佛大家都很忙碌，匆匆的走过，不留下任何痕迹。
That Sukhavati that hiding all the time in my heart does not know where to go to however, when does it disappear disappeared? It is to hide in when on that climbing ceiba, still hide in that firework of New Year, still hide in that high Gu Duili, still hide in me in that sweet dreamland, I never have had wanted to abandon searching it, I go up in the way that seeks it all the time, never stop.
我心中一直藏着的那片净土却不知去哪里了，它何时消失不见了？难道是藏在儿时爬高的那颗木棉树上，还是藏在新年的那片烟花里，还是藏在那高高的谷堆里，还是藏在我那甜甜的梦乡里，我从没有想过放弃寻找它，我一直都在找寻它的路上，从未停止。
Up-to-date, I saw the tree with that dense luxuriantly green, saw charactizing a fine spring day, saw Chan Chan sheds dripping brook, saw pure white snow mountain, the kite that appears in the sky that saw La La, heard the laughter like child child, it is tired long-term in this lay cage, abrupt answer return nature, the heart gets depurative, this is that Sukhavati that I search all the time.
直到现在，我看到了那葱郁茂密的树，看到了鸟语花香，看到了潺潺流淌的小河，看到了皑皑雪山，看到了蓝蓝的天空中出现的纸鸢，听到了孩童般的笑声，长期困在这世俗的牢笼里，突然复返自然，心灵得到净化，这便就是我一直找寻的那片净土。(文/我爱)