Winter trees
Jiang Baobing
Winter in the north is full of withering and desolate. Looking around, in addition to the gray sky, there is an endless gray earth. Only the trees that stand in the distance or are clustered or lined up are the only scenery in the winter in the north.
Whenever I walk in the deserted wilderness, I can't help but look at every big tree that stands; whenever I walk under a big tree, I can't help but stop for a long time. I looked up at it for a long time, staring at it, covered with rough bark with scars and vicissitudes, cracked and hard trunks, dashing and hard branches, under the whipping of the cold wind, its upright and robust body, standing tall, bravely accepting difficulties and challenges, showing its majesty and fortitude. In the cold weather, in the harsh wind and snow, although it is silent, its heart contains a fiery strong vitality, full of infinite gratitude for the sky and the earth and the sun, just waiting for the spring wind to blow the horn of growth. Without the accumulation of winter trees, there will be no new shoots of spring, the splendor of summer, and the fullness of autumn.
The winter trees were silent in the north wind. The north wind is always so fierce, the winter tree stands in the north wind, sometimes it is speechless, sometimes it is trembling, but more often, it chooses to be strong. It challenges the harsh winter with its arrogant gaze and untamed body - a wordless challenge! It knows how to bend and stretch, and it bends down deeply in the north wind, just to raise its chest higher. I can read the persistence of the winter tree, the perseverance, the courage not to bow down in the most difficult times. Sometimes, I like to gaze at the winter tree and feel that it is beautiful. Its black branches stretch out into the sky and become paintings in the air. Sometimes, above its head is a golden sun, and sometimes, above its head is a bright moon.
The winter trees were silent in the snow. When the snow fell, I think it must be difficult to suppress the joy in its heart, quietly enjoying the caress of the snow, which is the caress that fell from the sky! In the cold winter, the snow caresses its body like the warm hand of the mother, it is inseparable from the snow, and in the early morning of the harsh winter, you can see the crystal tears sprinkled on the trees in the winter. The winter trees are low-key, so low-key that you can't pay attention to them, so low-key that the villages that are usually hidden in the woods show their charming faces to the world; the winter trees are silent, and the branches like swords are still spread everywhere, maintaining enough vigilance. Winter is a time when everything in nature, including trees, of course. I think that only after accumulating enough energy can they grow in this environment of survival of the fittest, for the addition of a new ring. In fact, the winter tree is a wise man, when the sky is colder than the earth, it has extended the developed root system to the interior of the earth, with its own energy to communicate with the earth, in order to safely survive the long winter.
People are like trees, winter is coming, how you will be introverted and wise, how will you rest and plan, in order to meet the upcoming new life, lyrical new wonderful chapter.
About author:Jiang Baobing, Zi Jianmei, Owner of Jianmei Building, Master of Qingfeng Hall, Member of China Prose Literature Association, Member of the Whole Committee of Dezhou Writers Association, Member of Dezhou Calligraphers Association. He is a director of the Yucheng Writers Association and an editorial board member of Yucheng Literature. His work "Night Reading Lu Xun" won the second prize of the National Reading essay contest "Good Books with the Republic and Growing Up with Me", and "Looking at Social Changes from Dietary Changes" won the first prize of the National Day Essay contest for the 60th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China. "The Green Plane Tree" won the third prize for outstanding literary and artistic works in practicing the core values of socialism. "Growing Up with the Great Motherland" won the first prize of the "Lucky Color Cup I and New China" prize essay.
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