Modern poems about trees

white birch

I have Lanman's translator.

white birch

Birch tree,

Standing at my window,

Cover yourself with snow powder.

Like a silver inlay.

On that branch

Hanging a bunch of snow,

Furry branches

The white tassels are blooming.

In the deep silence,

The birch tree stood quietly,

That golden flame

Xue Huadian has escaped again.

Lazy morning glow

Snuggle up next to the birch tree.

The birch is silvered again.

The whole body is more dazzling

Baihua (Ye Saining)

There is a birch tree,

Standing at my window,

Covered with snow,

Like covered with silver frost.

On the furry branch

The ice is full.

Like a skirt made of snow—

The tassels sparkled.

Birch trees are shrouded in

Dreamy silence,

Golden Mars

Jump on the snowflake.

Sunset lazily

Shining around it,

Put more broken silver.

Spread all over the branches

The Birch Tree (Ye Saining) is in front of my window.

There is a birch tree,

As if covered with silver frost,

Put a snowflake on it.

Furry branches,

The lace of snow embroidery is very chic.

Strings of flowers are in full bloom,

White tassels are picturesque.

In the dim silence,

Yuli this birch tree,

In the flashing golden light,

Shining with brilliant snowflakes.

Birch trees wander around.

Sunset,

It sent branches covered with snow,

Another layer of silver brilliance.