1. To the Oak
Author: Shu Ting
If I love you——
It will never be like a climbing flower in the sky
Borrow yourself on your high branches to show off
If I love you——
Never imitate the infatuated bird
Repeat monotonous words for the green shade Songs
are more than just springs
bringing cool comfort all year round
are more than just dangerous peaks
increase your height and set off you The majesty
Even the sunshine
Even the spring rain
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok tree near you
Standing with you as the image of a tree
Roots, tightly held in the ground
< p>Leaves, touching in the cloudsEvery time the wind passes by
We greet each other
But no one
understands us The words of Huge flowers
Like heavy sighs
Also like heroic torches
We share the cold waves, wind and thunder, and thunderbolts
We** *Enjoy the mist, liulan, and hauni
It seems like we are separated forever
But we are still dependent on each other for life
This is the great love
Fidelity is here
Love——
Not only love your majestic body
I also love the position you insist on, the land under your feet
2. Under the Green Sandalwood Tree
Author: Lu Ye
Did you know that this thousand-year-old tree
is rooted in the cracks of the limestone
It’s called Qingtan
It is the raw material for making rice paper
How many worldly articles and beautiful rivers and mountains should be hidden in the body
We sat under the tree and drank Tea
The tea set is made of Muyu stone, and the stone is collected from this mountain
The tea is called Lingyanqing, produced in a tea garden not far away
Making tea The water is closer, look north along the bare roots of this green sandalwood tree
Scoop from the clear spring seven steps away
When making tea, the branches of wild jujube are lit< /p>
Picked by the woodcutter swayingly
Look again, I am a tea pourer dressed in commoners, so diligent
I am also a genuine local
On this late autumn afternoon, the wind is so clear and the sky is so blue
A civet cat is sleeping among the chrysanthemums
My guest, don’t be in a hurry to hit the road. Please drink a few more
There is no shop like this after passing this village
3. Go to the top of the mountain and plant an oak tree, not a pine tree
Author: Xiaoyin
p>Go to the top of the mountain
Plant an oak tree
Let the lonely bird
Watch it fly
I once I have thought about
On a bright moon night
Go there alone
Just look at the lights under the mountain
That’s it
I lean against the oak tree
Say nothing
The top of the mountain is silent
There is nothing in the world
My Oak tree
Shivering in the breeze
Every leaf is different
Every leaf is good
4. To the Night Tree< /p>
Author: Liao Weitang
Forever grateful, tree at night
You hold hands in the dark, so peaceful
Where are you going? , can you take me with you?
Eternal comfort, the blackest of blacks
You paint everything on my body with blue ink
Flowers bloom, insects fly, but I am not here< /p>
Forever beautiful, caressing the new moon
You love each other without guarding against each other, and forget each other
What is happening in the world, the ten thousandth summer Linyang
5. Tree
Author: Zhou Mengdie
When light and shadow become fruit
You will suddenly remember yesterday
p>
At that time, your appearance was more elegant than Yuanye
The rain and snow will not come, and the woodpeckers will not come
You can even torture yourself when you are bored
p>
There are no tentacle-like worries
Is it fire? Or what drives you
to break through this formation? Cold and hard
Do you hear the cry circulating in your veins?
"Let me be a leaf!
Let the frost dye it red, let the running water pass gently..."
So when I wake up, it will be green Got it!
On a snowy night, you can hear the coldness
The beating of the blue bird's wings
6. A flowering tree
Author: Xi Murong
How to make you meet me
For this at my most beautiful moment
I have been praying for five hundred years in front of the Buddha
p>Ask it to let us have a mortal relationship
The Buddha then turned me into a tree
Growing by the road you must pass
The flowers bloom carefully under the sun
Every bloom is my hope in the past life
When you come closer, please listen carefully
The trembling leaves are My passion for waiting
But you finally walked by without a care
The thing that fell on the ground behind you
My friend, those are not petals
It’s my withering heart