Poetry about land! !

1. "Tree" Ai Qing

A tree, a tree

Standing isolated from each other

Wind and air

Telling their distance

But under the cover of soil

Their roots grow

Invisible depths

They entangled their roots

2. "I Love This Land" Ai Qing

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with my hoarse throat:

This land battered by storms,

This river that forever surges with our sorrow and indignation,

This The angry wind that blew endlessly,

And the extremely gentle dawn coming from the forest...

——Then I died,

Even the feathers rot in the earth.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Because I love this land deeply...