1, "Tree" Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots are growing.
In the unseen depths
They are wrapped around the roots.
2. I love this land.
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
3. The pond in winter
Ponds in winter,
Lonely as an old man's heart
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A painstaking effort that has experienced the world;
Ponds in winter,
Dry as an old man's eyes.
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Worn by hard work;
Ponds in winter,
As barren as an old man's hair
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Hair is as thin and gray as frost grass.
Ponds in winter,
As gloomy as a sad old man.
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An old man hunched his back under a gloomy sky.