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 greet each other.
But no one understood us.
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 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,
Loyalty is here:
Love-not only love your strong body,
I also love your position and the land under your feet.