Where are the better modern poems? Better read them.

To the oak tree.

Shu Ting

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 just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.

Even during the day,

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 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 halberds,

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.