致橡树—舒婷

我如果爱你—绝不像攀缘的凌霄花，借你的高枝炫耀自己；我如果爱你—绝不学痴情的鸟儿，为绿荫重复单调的歌曲；

也不止像泉源，常年送来清凉的慰籍；也不止像险峰，增加你的高度，衬托你的威仪。甚至日光。甚至春雨。不，这些都还不够！我必须是你近旁的一株木棉，做为树的形象和你站在一起。根，紧握在地下，叶，相触在云里。每一阵风过，我们都互相致意，但没有人听懂我们的语言。你有你的铜枝铁干，像刀，像剑，也像戟；我有我的红硕花朵，像沉重的叹息，又像英勇的火炬。我们分担寒潮、风雷、霹雳；我们共享雾霭、流岚、红霓，仿佛永远分离，却又终身相依。这才是伟大的爱情，坚贞就在这里：不仅爱你伟岸的身躯，也爱你坚持的位置，脚下的土地。

Ode to the OakShu Ting

If I love you—I will never be a trumpet creeperClinging to your body to highlight my height;If I love you—I will never be a spoony birdRepeating the monotonous song for a green shade;Nor a springThat brings perennial cool solace;Nor steep peakThat increases your highness, reflect your eminence.Even the sunlight.Even the spring rain.No, all these are not sufficient!I must be a ceiba stand by your side,A treeWith roots clinched underground,And leaves touched in the cloud.We nod to each other,When each gust passes by,But nobodyCan understand our words.You have your iron body,Like a knife, a sword,As well as a halberd;I have my red flowers,Like a heavy sigh,And a valiant torch.We share cold, storms and thunders;We enjoy brume, mist and neons,Seems we are part always,But we are together forever.Only this can be called a great love,The loyalty is this:Not only your manful body I love,But also the place you hold, and the land under your foot.