树在门外等了多少年，这恐怕已经没有人能够记起。因为人的生命比树要短得多———人一代一代地死了，而树还活着。于是，树的孤独只有树根下的泥土知道。它在等候什么呢？没有人知道，因为没有人听过树说话。曾经有个诗人经过这里，耳朵贴着树干听了很久，什么也没有听见。可 How many years the tree waits outside the door, I am afraid no one can remember. Because human life is much shorter than the tree - people die from generation to generation, and the tree is alive. Thus, the tree's loneliness is only known under the roots of soil. What is it waiting for? No one knows, because no one has ever heard the tree speak. Once there was a poet passing here, listening to the ear for a long time with the trunk, and hearing nothing. can