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Dear tree !
Like you do I look so eagerly
That it's too hard......
Green and gorgeous leaves ,
A stately mien in the cool shade,
Can't open my eyes in front of all your brilliance .
How good for nothing I am this much !
Even arrogant is that I would be like you
And makes me feel a pain
However I would be like you .
In the cold snow wind of winter ,
In the mute, pathetic raindrops ,
You are motionless, silent .
In any circumstances, you stand
Dignified over there .
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