Ai Qing’s five short poems are as follows:
1. "Tree" Ai Qing
One tree, one tree
Lonely from each other Standing high off the ground
Wind and air
tell their distance
But under the cover of soil
their roots grow
In the invisible depths
They entangle their roots
2. "I Love This Land" by Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land battered by storms,
This is always turbulent The river of our sorrow and indignation,
the angry wind that blows endlessly,
and the extremely gentle dawn coming from the forest...
——Then I died,
Even my feathers rotted in the earth.
Why do I always have tears in my eyes?
Because I love this land deeply...
3. "Winter Pond" Ai Qing
Winter Pond,
As lonely as an old man's heart -
A heart that has experienced the bitterness of the world;
A swamp in winter,
As dry as an old man's eyes -
The eyes have lost their brilliance due to hard work;
The swamp in winter,
is as barren as an old man’s hair——
Like Hair as sparse and gray as frost grass
The winter swamp,
gloomy like a sad old man——
Rooked under the gloomy sky< /p>