1, "To the Oak Tree" Shu Ting: If I love you, I will never show off myself with your high branches like climbing Campbell: If I love you, I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade; It is not only like spring, but also brings cool comfort all year round; It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity. Even during the day. Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree. Roots, close to the ground, leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems, like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd, and I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, like a heroic torch. We share cold waves, storms and lightning.
We * * * enjoy the mist and rainbow, as if we were separated forever, but we were dependent on each other for life. This is great love, and here is firmness: not only love your stalwart body, but also love your stand and the land under your feet.
2, "Prophecy" He Qifang: This heartbeat day has finally arrived! I can clearly hear your sighing footsteps at night. It's not the whisper of leaves and night wind in the forest, but the tiny hoof sound of elk crossing the moss path! Tell me, tell me with your bell, were you predicted by the young God? You must come from the warm south, tell me the moonlight and sunshine there, tell me how the spring breeze blows open the flowers and how the swallows are madly in love with Populus davidiana. ?
I will sleep in your dreamlike singing with my eyes closed, and I seem to remember and forget. Please stop, stop your long-distance running, come in, there is a tiger mattress for you to sit on! Let me burn the fallen leaves I pick up every autumn and listen to me sing my own songs in a low voice. That song is gloomy as fire, high as fire, and tells my life. Don't move forward! There is an endless forest ahead: ancient trees show the stripes of wild animals, and they are intertwined like half-dead vines and pythons, and there is not a star missing from the dense leaves. ?
Hearing the empty echo of the first step, you will be too timid to let go of the second step. Do we have to go? Please wait for me to go with you! My feet know every safe road, I can continue to sing tired songs, and then give them to you, and then give them to your hands! ?
The darkness of the night interrupts us, so you can look me in the eye without blinking. You didn't listen to my exciting song, and your feet didn't stop for my trembling! Like a quiet breeze drifting through this dusk, it disappears, and your proud steps disappear! Ah, young God, did you finally come and go speechless as predicted?