If I love you——
It's definitely not like the climbing Lingxiao flower
Use your high branches to show off yourself;
If I love you——
Never imitate the infatuated bird
Repeat the monotonous song for the green shade;
Not just like a fountain
Bringing cool comfort all year round;
Not just like dangerous peaks
Increase your height and set 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 the image of a tree.
Roots, tightly held in the ground
The leaves touch each other in the clouds.
Every gust of wind passes by
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand our words.
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 waves, wind and thunder, and thunderbolts;
We share mist, liulan, and hauni.
As if separated forever,
But they are dependent on each other for life.
This is great love,
Fidelity is here:
love——
Not only do I love your majestic body,
I also love the position you insist on, the land under your feet.
March 27, 1977
——Shu Ting "To the Oak Tree"
I put this up because I like this poem very much, and also to help my daughter take this as her goal and work hard to become a real kapok~~~yeah~~
PS: Actually, that's why my daughter's name is~~~~
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55555555~~~~She is not a crybaby~~~! Uh, okay, I'm just a crybaby!
Ouyang Mujin: Yi Mimi, have you ever seen the Qiantang River tide?
... Why is this!
Hum, I must prove that I am not a crybaby! Just wait and see, Crybaby is going to have a revolution!
Mu Jin (whispering): You already admitted it.
Well, in fact, you can also think of this story as a story about a natural gangster playing in the world of Net King.