Who has the lyrics of a love poem?

To the oak tree-Shu Ting If I love you; Never learn to climb Campbell, show off yourself by your high branches; If I love you; Never imitate spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade; It is not just like a fountain that brings cool comfort all the year round; It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity. Even sunshine and even spring rain, no, these are not enough. I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree. Roots, clinging to the ground; Leaves, touching in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron shafts, like knives, swords and halberds. I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, and like a heroic torch, we share the cold wave and lightning; We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; Seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life. This is great love, and here is constancy. Love not only loves your stalwart body, but also loves the land where you stand. -About Love/Scholar on the Sword I am a vine growing alone, a stone shivering in the cold wind, a fish swimming under the ice, and a lamp staring at the night. I am a humble hut in the country, a bonfire burning at the grass roots, a thin grass on the roadside in the country, and a dream you pass by. I am a pair of melancholy blue eyes, a rain that cries quietly outside my eyes, a cloud that dries my tears after rain, and a warm sunshine behind the cloud. I am you. The trees along the way are cicadas that keep singing on the trees, flowers that wait silently behind cicadas, and soil that flowers kiss when they wither. Dear, I am an ant that has been busy in front of your door, a line of words arranged silently in your book, a wind chime that jingles on your window, a shadow that you immediately cast against the railing, or a room full of fragrance just opened with a glass of water. Hurricane ........................................................................................................ knows more about the scenery on barren land. A long journey is enough to make a weak heart haggard. Every time I look at autumn water, I want to cry to death. How can you not be carefree and indifferent? Love once is a life without regrets (Wang Guozhen) Love comes from God. Love is God's love. Love is to worship the true God, love God and love brothers. Love is connecting the whole country. Love is glory. Love is loving others. Love is to love others as yourself. Love is eternal. Love is not easy to get angry, love is kind, love is never jealous, love is never boastful, love is not arrogant, love does not do shy things, love does not seek self-interest, love does not care about people's evil, love does not like injustice, love is all-inclusive, love only likes truth, love is full of hope, love is patient, love is endless, love is. Love can't be false, there is no fear in love, love can overcome evil, and the command is always love, making clothes for her wayward boy's body. She sewed carefully and repaired it thoroughly, fearing that it would delay him coming home late, but how many inches of grass reported that the old clothes that Sanchun would wear were still found, but the collar was broken, but it was still warm. I can't bear to take it lightly when sewing again, and there are old thread marks of loving mothers on it. Grateful heart I came from an accident, like a grain of dust. Who can see my fragility, where I come from, where my feelings go, and who will call me next moment? Although the world is wide, this road is difficult. I have seen all the ups and downs in this world. How much love I have, and how many tears I have. I want God to know that I will not give up my gratitude. Thank you for staying with me all my life and giving me the courage to be my grateful heart. Thank you, flowers bloom and fall.