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In everyone's life,
There are probably three or five trees.
Deeply rooted in the soil of the years,
Let us have a rich and beautiful memory.
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The big locust tree in childhood memories
In everyone's life, there are about three or five trees, like some kind of imprint, deeply rooted in the soil of the years, so that we have rich and beautiful memories.
Those three or five trees, like three or five confidants, are with you in the wind and rain, and share sorrow and joy.
When I was a child, there was a big locust tree in the yard of my old house.
The locust tree was so thick that my sister and I could hug each other. There is a story in the old locust tree, and the father said that the tree was planted by his grandfather.
My father talked about the past in the long years, looked up at the leafy trees, and his eyes were full of affection.
Since then, I have felt that trees, meaning experiences and histories, are full of stories and intertwined with emotions.
In May the locust blossoms, my sister and I climbed the ladder to grab the locust flowers to eat; in the summer, the big locust tree propped up a shade on the roof, and we lay under the shade of its tree, counting the leaves, and watching the clouds.
Father would also tie a thick rope between the two trees and let us swing on the swing, and the swing would swing high, and the leaves would tremble with it, as if laughing with us.
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Youthful feelings under the ginkgo tree
After going to school, I liked the tall and large ginkgo tree on campus the most. Especially when the ginkgo biloba leaves turn yellow, they look particularly magnificent.
Step onto the path paved with ginkgo biloba leaves and pick up a fan-shaped leaf like picking up a feather from your youth.
I read the poem of the Austrian poet Rilke under the ginkgo tree: "Whoever does not have a house at this time does not have to build / Whoever is lonely at this time will always be lonely / Just wake up, read, write long letters / Keep on the boulevard / Wander, the leaves fall." ”
That ginkgo tree, I don't know how many years of feelings I have heard.
At that time, I always had a strange idea: secretly engraving the name of the boy I had a crush on a tree, thinking that this would make my dream come true.
However, in the end, I did not have the courage to carve, and there was no reason for the ginkgo tree to take care of my heart with its own pain.
Youth dispersed, the ginkgo tree left me, and the feelings under the ginkgo tree became the ethereal dreams of the youth.
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Big poplar tree in front of the window
Later, I made my home in a small town. In front of my window was a large poplar tree, mighty and tall.
Every morning, when the curtains are drawn, I say hello to the big poplar tree. 10 years have passed, I have accompanied it through the years of prosperity, and it has accompanied me through the golden years.
In the blink of an eye, the corners of my eyes had wrinkles. I prefer to sit in front of the window and communicate with the big poplar tree, and I tell it about the laws of the change of cold and summer, and the esoteric truth about life.
It, regardless of it, only told me which birds had quarreled with it, how fierce the storm of last night was...
We just look at each other in our respective worlds. I tried to read its philosophy of life, to learn its posture of looking at the vicissitudes of the world with a cold eye.
If you think about it, the friends in my life have changed stubble after stubble, and few have accompanied me for more than 10 years, and this tree has accompanied me for 10 years.
Now that I have moved to a new home, there is a big willow tree in the suburbs where I often walk.
This tree is between the city and the countryside, its south is a vast farmland, the north is lined with buildings, it stands like a boundary monument.
The willow tree is more feminine, and I come to meet it every spring.
The spring wind willow returned, and I saw its greenery in the distance, and the joy in my heart was also full. I decided it would be my new tree friend.
Source: Farmers Daily
Photo: Visual China, Xinhua News Agency
Author: Wang Chun
Anchor: Li Yuncong
Editor: Ni Yang Jinzi
Design: Cui Pengjia
Planner: Du Lanping
Producer: Li Chaomin
Anchor | Li Yuncong