If I love you - I will never be like a climbing flower, using your high branches to show off:
If I love you - I will never imitate the infatuated bird and repeat monotonous songs for the green shade;
It's not just like a spring, bringing cool comfort all year round; it's not just like a dangerous peak, increasing your height and setting off your majesty.
Even daylight. Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok tree near you,
Standing with you as a tree.
The roots are clenched in the ground, and the leaves are touching in the clouds.
Every time the wind passes, we greet each other,