To the Oak Tree? Shu Ting

If I love you-

I will never be like a climbing campbell flower,

I will show off myself with your high branches:

If I love you-

I will never learn from spoony birds,

I will repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not only like a fountain,

It brings cool comfort all the year round;

It's not just like a dangerous peak.

It increases your height and sets off your dignity.

even sunlight.

even spring rain.

no, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok near you,

standing with you as the image of a tree.

roots, clinging to the ground,

leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time the wind blows,

we all greet each other,

but no one understands our words.

You have your copper branches and iron stems, like knives and swords, and I have my red flowers,

like a heavy sigh,

like a heroic torch,

we share the cold wave, storm and thunderbolt;

We * * * enjoy the mist and rainbows.

It seems that we are separated forever.

However, we are dependent on each other for life.

This is great love.

Here's the loyalty:

Not only love your stalwart body,

but also love your persistent position and the land under your feet.