“爱情”小语

爱情是对完美生命的奖赏，而不是对残缺生命的修缮。

爱情是锦上添花，没有爱情，我们的生命依然可以是一匹良锦。

To the Oak

This is a well-known Chinese poem and I like it so much. Someone else translated it into English and I post it here:

致橡树

舒婷

我如果爱你--
绝不像攀援的凌霄花，
借你的高枝炫耀自己；

我如果爱你--
绝不学痴情的鸟儿，
为绿荫重复单纯的歌曲

也不只像泉源，
常年送来清凉的慰藉；
也不只像险峰，
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,
作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言语。

你有你的铜枝铁干
像刀，像剑，也像戟；
我有我红硕的花朵，
像沉重的叹息，
又像英勇的火炬。

我们分担寒潮、风雷、霹雳；
我们共享雾蔼、流岚、虹霓，
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：
爱——
不仅爱你伟岸的身躯，
也爱你坚持的位置，
足下的土地。

To the Oak

by Shu Ting

If I love you --
I won't flaunt myself with your high branches,
Like the scrambling trumpet creeper;

If I love you --
I won't repeat simple songs for the green shade,
Imitating the spoony bird;

I won't bring you cool consolation year by year,
Only like a spring;
I won't increase your altitude,
Nor set off your impressive manner,
Only like the perilous peak;

Even like the sunshine,
Even like the spring drizzle,
No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as a tree.
Roots, tightly holding each other under the ground,
Leaves, gently touching each other in the clouds.

With every breeze passing, we salute each other,
But there is no one understanding our words.

You have your copper branch and iron trunk
Like a knife, a sword, and a halberd as well;
I have my red and rich flowers,
Like a heavy sigh, and a heroic torch as well.

Together we partake the cold wave, storm, and firebolt;
Together we share the fog, flowing haze, and rainbow,
It seems we are always apart, but are life-long companion.

Only this can make a great love,

Faithfulness lies here:
Love --
Not only your gigantic stature,
But also the position you uphold,
And the earth on which you stand.