The first song: Birch Tree in Ye Saining
In front of my window, there is a birch tree, which seems to be covered with a layer of silver frost. Put a snowflake on it.
Furry branches, snow embroidered lace, strings of blooming flowers,
White tassels are picturesque. In the dim silence,
This white birch tree stands tall, shining with brilliant snowflakes in the golden light.
Birch trees wander around, and the morning glow comes late. It covered the snow-covered branches with a layer of silver luster.
The second song Shu Ting's "To Oak Tree"
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, this is loyalty: love-not only your stalwart body, but also the position you insist on, the land under your feet.