Modern poetry of a bird's nest flower

The withered and bald old tree on the river bank

wept bitterly

It envied the opposite. Yulan

All the children and grandchildren can blossom a tree

A group of small fish swam by

wagged their tails and spat out a bunch of helpless bubbles

Little yellow dog raised his head and barked

The old tree cried and walked away

. Wings were screaming and talking,

What a lonely old tree

Let's build a nest among the branches and keep it company

So the birds started to act

One here

One there

The whole branch was covered with singing nests

The birds kept calling

Grandpa

Grandpa

. It danced like a child

proudly told the river that it would never be lonely again

It opened a bird's nest flower of a tree

A tree called grandpa and sang a little flower

In the dream

The old tree grew many buds

It had a new green home

The old tree smiled

All night long.