A tree is walking in the rain.

一棵树在雨中走动。

It hurries past us in the poured grey.

在倾洒的灰色里匆匆经过我们。

It has urgent business. It drinks life from the rain

它有急事。它汲取雨中的生命

like a blackbird in an orchard.

就像果园里的一只黑鸟。

The rain stops. The tree stops walking.

雨停歇，树停止走动。

It shines quietly in the clear night.

它在晴朗之夜静静伫立。

Like us, it is waiting

和我们一样，它在等待

for the moment when snow blossoms in the sky.

空中雪花绽放的一瞬。

注：李笠/译