You have your copper branches and iron trunks
Like a knife, like a sword,
Also like a halberd;
I have my red flowers
Like a heavy sigh,
And like a heroic torch.
We share the cold wave, the wind and thunder, the thunderbolt;
We share mist, liulan, and hauni.
As if separated forever,
But they are dependent on each other for life.
——"To the Oak Tree"
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