Oh, Birch Trees / Zhao Yinchen
Author: Zhao Yinchen
Whenever Spring
I always remember
us together
Sipping sap
from the trees
Days
When the sun rises
We would fly to Beishan
Birch forests just
awakening
Sparrows chirping and chattering
Jumping and flying
The wind, like silk
Soft and smooth
We used
Our
Velvety-furred
Little lips
Sucking greedily
Birch trees
With trembling emotions
She slowly lowered her waist
Sweet juice
Under the
Squeezing
Flowing out
That lying in the
Smooth silhouette
Like a mother's
Sigh
Whenever we eat full
We would bounce and run
Toward school
Oh, birch forest
Like a mother's
Gaze
Watching along the way
Until we
Departed from Dayanshan
Oh, whenever spring
I recall
Dayanshan, those
Joyful days
Remembering the just-turned green
Beautiful birch wood
That overflowing
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