A tree, a tree, stands apart from each other,

Wind and air tell their distance,

But under the cover of soil, their roots are stretched,

In the invisible depths, they entangle their roots.

The Tree is a modern poem written by the modern poet Ai Qing in the spring of 194.

2, "A Flowering Tree" Xi Murong

How can you meet me? At my most beautiful moment,

I have been begging the Buddha for this for 5 years, asking him to let us have a dusty relationship.

The Buddha turned me into a tree and grew on the roadside where you must pass.

The sun was full of flowers carefully, and all the flowers were mine.

borrow a flowering tree to convey the feeling of nature and the desire for eternal love. It seems that the plain language has hit the deepest part of the heart.

3, "To the Oak Tree" Shu Ting

If I love you, I will never show off myself with your high branches like a climbing campbell flower;

If I love you-I will never imitate spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not only like a fountain, but also brings cool comfort all the year round;

It's not just like a dangerous peak. It increases your height and sets off your dignity.

even sunlight, even spring rain. No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok near you, standing with you as the image of a tree.

roots, firmly in the ground; Leaves, touching in the clouds.

every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other,

but no one understands our words.

You have your copper branches and iron shafts, like knives, swords and halberds.

I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and a heroic torch.

we share the cold wave, storm and thunderbolt; We * * * enjoy the mist, flowing haze and rainbow.

it seems that we are separated forever, but we are dependent on each other for life.

This is the great love, and here lies the loyalty:

Love-not only your mighty body,

but also your persistent position and the land under your feet.

To the Oak Tree is a love poem written by Shu Ting in March 1977. There is a deep feeling but you won't lose yourself. This kind of emotion and attitude has touched countless people.

4, pear tree

Author: Hilda doolittle

Silver dust and fog, rising from the ground.

I can't reach my hand. You have risen so high.

oh, silver.

I can't reach it. You are blooming towards us.

no other flower can bloom, with such strong and pure white petals.

no other flower can separate silver from such rare silver.

oh, white pear, you clusters of flowers.

in full bloom on the branches, with your purple heart.

bring summer and ripe fruits.

5. Tree by the window

Author: Frost

Tree by my window, tree by the window.

I close the window when night falls, but never close the curtains.

so as not to separate you from me, you are a hazy dream shadow rising on the ground.

you are like a floating cloud, and everything you preach loudly with your light tongue.

not everything makes sense, but trees.

I have seen the strong wind shake you, if you catch a glimpse of me sleeping in this room.

You will see that I was violently stirred and almost swept by the storm.

that day, fate was a child's play, which linked us together.

you are influenced by the external climate, and I am excited by the inner wind and rain.