What are the poems about plants in modern times?

0 1 Modern poems about plants include "White Birch to Oak" written by Shu Ting, Robert? First frost is the tree by the window, Ai Qing is the tree, Hilda? Doolittle's pear trees, etc.

white birch

At my window,

There is a birch tree,

As if covered with silver frost,

Covered with snowflakes.

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,

A room full of silver brilliance.

Go to the oak tree pavilion

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 all greet each other,

But no one,

Understand what we said.

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,

Like a heroic torch.

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.

As if we were separated forever,

But they are lifelong dependent.

This is great love,

Loyalty is here:

Love?

Not only love your strong body,

I like your position,

The land under your feet.

Robert, the tree by the window? frost/frostlike powder

That tree is in front of my window, that tree is in front of my window,

I pulled down the window sash at night;

I hope this is a secret between you and me.

Never pull down the curtains.

The hazy canopy rises like a dream,

Almost turned into a dark cloud covering the sky,

The clatter of your thin blade.

There is not much mystery. but

Tree, I have witnessed your involvement and vacillation.

If you have seen me in your dream,

You saw me trapped and washed away.

I lost everything.

That day, she told us to lean together, head against head,

Destiny has her own imagination,

Your coat is so concerned about the wind and rain outside,

And mine pays more attention to the inner sunshine.

That tree? Ai Qing

A tree, a tree

Stand apart from each other

Wind and air

Tell them the distance

But under the cover of soil,

Their roots have been elongated.

In the unseen depths

They tangled their roots together.

Hilda the pear tree? Doolittle

Silver dust and fog

Rise from the ground

I can't reach it.

You have risen so high.

Oh, silver

I can't reach it.

You bloom to us.

There are no other flowers to bloom.

Such strong pure white petals

No other flower can get such rare silver.

And then separate out the silver.

Oh, white pears

You flower clusters

Bloom in the branches

Use your purple heart medal

Bring summer and ripe fruit.