At my window,
There is a poplar tree.
Elegant green crown,
It's like wearing strange clothes.
On the lush branches
The birds sang in unison.
Like a silver bell
Beautiful and pleasing to the ear
The sun is shaded.
Tall poplars
The leaves are dancing.
Dazzling light
The sun is like fire.
Shining on its top.
Put on more golden light
Branches all over poplar trees.