Branches in the jungle, letters floating in the wind, surging waves in boundless love, burning anger ... where does this poem come from?

A poem in The Book of Songs that describes birds as metaphors for people.

The branches of the jungle are treetops, and letters are floating in the wind.

Endless waves of love are surging and burning with anger,

If the rival in love disappears,

Anger drifted with the wind, and the two created different hearts.

Although delicious,

If the two are concentric,

Although simple tea and light rice are also enjoyed.

Me, the enemy, Yin Gao,

Mourn for my parents and give birth to me,

Love me, nurture me, nurture me,

Look at me, look at me, look in and see,

If you want to repay kindness, you will be extremely confused.

Nanshan is fierce and the wind is blowing.

People don't care, I'm alone,

Nanshan rhythmic, floating in the wind,

Everyone is concerned, I am alone.