Modern poems describing trees

The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. The following are modern poems describing trees that I have compiled. Welcome to read!

Flowering tree

Wen | Xi Murong

How to let you meet me

In my most beautiful moment

for this reason

I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.

Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.

Buddha made me a tree.

Follow the path you may take.

In the blooming flowers, I wait in the sun.

Every flower carries my previous hopes.

When you approach, please listen carefully to the trembling sound of leaves.

This is the passion I am waiting for.

When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.

On the ground behind you

My friend,

Not falling petals

It is my withered heart

if there is an afterlife

Text | Sanmao

If there is an afterlife, be a tree and stand forever.

Without sad and happy gestures,

Half peacefully in the dust, half flying in the wind;

Half in the shade and half in the sun.

Very silent and proud.

Never rely on, never look for.

If there is an afterlife, it will become a gust of wind.

Instances can become eternity.

No sentimental feelings, no sentimental eyes.

Half is free and easy in the rain, and half is a trip in spring;

Lonely, lonely to travel, take away the faint thoughts,

Never missed, never loved;

If there is an afterlife, be a bird,

Through eternity, there is no trouble of getting lost.

There is fiery hope in the east and warm nest beds in the south.

Catch the sunset. Awaken the fragrance of the north.

If there is an afterlife, I hope that every time we meet, it will become eternal.

gingkgo

Wen | Goethe

This makes the tree leave from the east.

Transplanted into my garden,

The meaning of leaves makes people taste,

It inspired insiders.

It can be a living object.

Split into two within itself?

It's two in one,

People regard it as.

To answer such a question,

I got the real meaning;

Don't you think that in my song,

I am. Me too. Me and you?

tree

Wen | Ai Qing

A tree, a tree

Stand apart from each other

Wind and air

Tell them the distance

But under the cover of soil,

Their roots have been elongated.

In the unseen depths

They are wrapped around the roots.