Modern plant poems include Shu Ting's Birch Tree, To Oak Tree, Robert Frost's Tree, Ai Qing's Tree and Hilda Doolittle's Pear Tree.
white birch
At my window,
There is a birch tree,
As if covered with silver frost,
Covered with snowflakes.
Furry branches,
The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.
Strings of flowers are in full bloom,
White tassels are picturesque.
In the dim silence,
Yuli this birch tree,
In the flashing golden light,
Shining with brilliant snowflakes.
Birch trees wander around,
Sunset,
It sent branches covered with snow,
A room full of silver brilliance.
Go to the oak tree pavilion
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not only a dangerous mountain peak,
Increase height and set off dignity.
Even during the day,
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground;
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one,
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd;
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Love-
Not only love your strong body,
I like your position,
The land under your feet.