A thousand eyes the dawning field hide'
All the blanching stars of a fading night.
Who is the first to rise
and wake all who might, 
Up sends the bubble that bells morning time? 
'I never slept! '
Mr. Fish complains with bloodshot eyes.
Water rippled many a time
At the tease of a duckling white.
Wiggling his tails, 
Begins this morning's ride.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A great and fun poem, Wenjun. Thanks for sharing