1, To the Oak Shu Ting.
If I love you-I will never show off on your high branches like climbing Campbell; If I love you-I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade; It is not only like spring, but also brings cool comfort all year round; It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity. Even sunshine, even spring rain.
No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree. Roots, close to the ground; Leaves, touching in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind passes, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems, like a knife, like a sword, and like a halberd; I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh and like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and lightning; We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow. Seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life. This is great love, and this is loyalty: love, not only loves your stalwart body, but also loves your stand and the land under your feet.
2, "Qilixiang" Xi Murong.
The stream is eager to flow to the ocean, but the tide is eager to return to land. We waved goodbye so easily in front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers, but after 20 years of vicissitudes, every night, the soul returned, and the breeze blew, turning it into the fragrance of the garden? .