Author: frost
Tree in front of my window, tree in front of my window.
When night falls, I close the window, but I never close the curtains.
So as not to separate you from me, you are a hazy dream shadow rising on the ground.
You are like a floating cloud, everything you preach loudly with your light tongue.
Not everything is meaningful, but trees.
If you see me sleeping in this room, I will see the strong wind shaking you.
You will see that I was violently stirred and almost swept by the storm.
The fate of that day, out of its banter, linked us together.
You are influenced by the external climate, and I am stimulated by the internal wind and rain.
2. pear tree
Author: Hilda doolittle
Silver dust and fog rise from the ground.
I can't reach you, you are so tall.
Oh, silver.
I can't reach it, and you are blooming towards us.
No other flower can produce such strong and white petals.
No other flower can separate silver from this rare silver.
Oh, Pak Lei, you clusters of flowers.
Blooming in the branches, with your purple heart.
Bring summer and ripe fruit.