Living as a tree (original) probably no one will focus on a tree, although the tree is hard work. Trees are actually nothing compared to orators. Compared with romantic poets, the trees are the most numerous

Living as a Tree (Original)

Probably no one will focus on a tree, although the tree is hard work.

Trees are actually nothing compared to orators. Compared to romantic poets, the tree is at most a crappy follower, but unfortunately it can only stand there and does not dance with the wind.

Even so, I still want to live like a tree.

The world seems to be suffering from anorexia overnight, and with it comes willful abandonment! Discarded the clarity of rivers and lakes, discarded the courtyard with birds and flowers, discarded the original wheat melon sweetness, and discarded the simple and kind folk customs. People are even more deceitful and conspiratorial! There is no mutual trust, no warm companionship. This was followed by a variety of commentators and referees.

As a tree, its rare quality lies in being stable as Mount Tai and keeping the original intention!

Of course, the tree has its own principles, neither bending the waist nor bending the knees, and being the best self becomes the tree's lifelong invariable creed.

From this point of view, the tree has cultivated into a deep philosopher in the city government.

When you are weak, you don't roar and scream, and you don't rush to tell grand dreams; in growth, you are nothing more than thriving on your roots, drawing nourishment from the depths of the earth with a grateful heart. Even if the day after tomorrow has reached the top of the clouds, in the face of envy, jealousy or hatred, still sit and watch the clouds and clouds, still standing there calmly, not chaotic, legs do not tremble.

To live like a tree is to be a local living person.

A tree's life may be short, like a shooting star; it may be surprisingly long, like a thousand-year-old demon. But from beginning to end, he adhered to the character of the tree, never doubted his own existence, and had to say that it was a valuable point of the tree!

Compared with trees, how many people nowadays have long been indistinguishable from true and false, indistinguishable from black and white, and reversing day and night. Even university inquirers ask the shocking question of "Who am I?"

Being yourself, being unique, may be the key to why the tree becomes a tree.

Stubborn and tall, not pretending to be deep; green forests, nor trees showing off to the world. In a word, a tree, the tree is the sentry, to one for ten; a row of trees, the tree is the barrier, the face is not afraid; a forest, the tree is of course the green Great Wall, guarding the farm, the city.

Knowing that standing there, holding the right role, understanding the position and mission, not being ashamed of oneself, not following the clouds, not talking about it, not coveting a false name, these are all reasons to live like a tree.