Poems about trees

The poem about trees is as follows:

There are strange trees in the court: there are strange trees in the nameless court with gorgeous green leaves. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy. The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then. There is a beautiful tree in the yard, full of green leaves and dense flowers, which is especially spring.

I climbed up the branch and picked the most beautiful bunch of flowers to give to my relatives who miss me day and night. The fragrance of flowers overflowed my sleeve, but it was far away, and no one could send it to my relatives. It's not that this flower is precious, but I've been away for too long, and I want to express my nostalgia through this flower.

"The Second Komatsu in the Courtyard" in the Tang Dynasty: A pair of dark colors in Li Qunyu gave birth to mortal dust, and a few autumn smoke were two feet in size. From then on, the quiet window smells fine rhyme, and the sound of the piano is long with the reader. A pair of black pine trees appeared in the world, and several green pine trees hung on the pine trees more than two feet high. From then on, you can listen to the subtle sound of pines outside the quiet book window, like the sound of a piano, which is often accompanied by readers.

"My Brother's Gift" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Liu Zhenting was loose on the mountain and had a stroke in the valley. When the wind is strong, pine branches are strong. First frost is miserable and always right at the end of the year. Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex. Pine trees stand upright on the mountain, facing the cold wind whistling in the valley. The wind is so strong and the pine branches are so strong! Let it be frosty all over the sky, and the pine waist is straight all year round. Is the pine tree not suffering from the majestic chill? No, pine and cypress are born with cold tolerance!