帕布莉卡夏天，芭蕉翻动绿叶，播撒清音；秋天，秋雨秋风，也不以为苦。它知道秋后是冬，是春，永不悲观，心胸豁达，这就是芭蕉的风骨。
《芭蕉》 乔浞
绿云当窗翻，清音满廊庑。
风雨送秋寒，中心不言苦。
Musa Basjoo
Qiao Shi
Afront the window the green clouds unfurl and turn over,
Arousing a dulcet sound throughout the corridor and chamber.
In chilly fall, she suffers from wind and rain.
And, nevertheless, utters not even a single word of grievance or pain.
