Moving and walking, fickle human beings
Can you still remember the calmness and beauty of that poplar tree?
Do you remember the distant thunder?
The high sky echoed with the sound of heaven.
Do you remember fickle human beings?
Poplar trees in lightning and rainstorm
The woman on your bank, Moon Horse, left in a hurry.
Four hooves are on your shore.
There is a house in the snow, marriage is still a mirror.
This is all your residence on earth.
I will never forget to rest under the poplar tree one day.
Beautiful Bai Shu!
In the land of gold and hope
With flowers and poems, open quietly and die quietly.
Beautiful Poplar This is an unknown poet.
A housewife who surprises her children and grows up happy is bound to die.
This is an unknown poet who surprises his children.
Beautiful poplars
It's more like brother and father's loyalty to them.