About love
To the oak tree
Author: Shu Ting
If I love you——
Never Like a climbing flower in the sky,
I borrow your high branches to show off myself;
If I love you——
I will never imitate the infatuated bird
Repeat monotonous songs for Luyin;
It is more than like a spring
It brings cool comfort all the year round;
It is more than like a dangerous peak
Increase your height and set off your majesty.
Even daylight.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok tree near you,
standing with you as the image of a tree.
The roots are clenched underground
The leaves are touching in the clouds.
Every time the wind passed by
We greeted each other,
but no one
understood our words.
You have your copper branches and iron trunks,
Like knives and swords
Also like halberds;
I have my red body The flowers
are like heavy sighs,
and like heroic torches.
We share the cold wave, wind and thunder, and thunder;
We enjoy the mist, the mist, and the rainbow.
It seems like they are separated forever,
But they are still dependent on each other for life.
This is great love,
This is where steadfastness lies:
Love——
Not only do I love your stalwart body,
I also love the position you insist on and the land you step on.
This is my favorite one