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 anger,
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——
Recked under the gloomy sky elder.
4. "Handcart" by Ai Qing
In the area where the Yellow River flows through
In the countless dry river bottoms
The handcart is The only wheel
makes a high-pitched sound that makes the dark sky convulse
buds through the cold and silence
from the foot of this mountain
to The foot of the mountain
resounds with the sorrow of the people of the North
On a frozen day
Between the poor villages
The handcart uses separate wheels
The deep tracks carved on the gray and loess soil
Through the vastness and desert
From this road
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Which way to get there
Intertwined with the sorrow of the people of the North
5. "Pigeon Whistle" Ai Qing
Sunny Day in the North
A vast expanse
I love its color
Bluer than the sea
How I want to fly
Swirl high in the sky< /p>
Make an intoxicating whistle
The sound spreads farther and farther...
If anyone can understand it
This melodious melody
He will love this blue even more
——The sunny sky in the north
The above is for reference.