The First Drop of Rain 第一滴雨

很久没学翻译了，这次翻译了一篇短诗。只供欣赏阅读。

原文址：http://article.yeeyan.org/view/512939/429959

原作者：Paurakh Shrestha

As I stood there, 我站在那里。

In the middle of a garden, 在花园的中心，

With nothing but green grass all around me, 只有青草围伴着我，

Feeling the cool breeze, 感受那凉风，

As it passes by me, 穿透我的躯体，

I look above and see the cloudy sky, 我望着天空的云朵。

Then I gently close my eyes, 然后缓缓地闭上眼睛，

And while I was listening to the birds flying away, 我倾听鸟儿在振翅，

And the wind shaking the tree, 还有那风吹树叶摇晃的声音，

I feel something dropp on my nose, 我感觉异样滴落在鼻头，

Something moist and cool, 一样又湿又冷的东西，

And as it was slowly reaching my lips, 它缓缓地溜到我的嘴唇，

I wiped it off, 我将之拭去，

And open my eyes, 打开双眼，

Knowing it had come, 它来了，

The thing I had been waiting, 那我一直等待的，

It was nothing else but, 虽不是什么东西，但，

The first dropp of rain, 这是第一滴雨。