Old tree
Text/Liu Yun
(Web Photo)
Dead branches proudly write vicissitudes,
Young buds quietly dew painted spring gallery.
The sunset will be twilight,
Everything is sharpened and brilliant.
This is a poem I wrote to the old tree.
Whenever I stand in front of the window, the old tree in the courtyard will raise a different emotion in my heart, whether it is the haze when bathing in the morning sun, or the surprise when the sunset is shrouded, it will touch the deep and shallow poetic feelings in my heart.
It was a tree whose crown and trunk had been cut off by more than half, and every time I looked at it, the bare branches, the broken trunk, there was always a heavy sense of awe in my heart, accompanied by a little desolation. There were once two centuries-old trees here, which are nestled next to each other and full of vitality, which is a beautiful landscape on campus and a spokesperson for spring. Today, another old tree has returned to the loess soil, and the only remaining old tree is already scaly and bruised, lingering, and exuding the vicissitudes of twilight. When spring awakens the whole world, only this sleeping old tree is forgotten. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the old tree seems to have no longer remembered the laws of nature, as if it were stationary, there is no cycle of four seasons, and it is impossible to find the arrogance that once proudly went to the sky. I silently admit in my heart that the old tree is hibernating, but it is a little long.
People have obviously forgotten this old tree, and the spring light is full of eyes, and the old tree is more and more dim and desolate. Once leafy, tree-lined, children frolicking under the big trees, everything is like yesterday. Unfortunately, people's memories do not stay for too long for the old trees, and even the birds are reluctant to nest in the old trees or even rest for a while. Spring has arrived, the flowers have blossomed, old trees, where is your spring?
Today, habitually standing in front of the window again, suddenly, there seems to be a touch of green coming into my sight. I couldn't believe it, rubbed my eyes hard, really, one by one, the young shoots were quietly lying on the dry branches of the old tree, small, green and fluffy, neatly arranged, as cute as a newborn baby! yes! My old tree, it has finally ushered in its own spring. Spring, did not forget it, but indulged it to sleep for so many days. The old tree still looked so desolate, but at its feet, I saw thousands of roots meandering and crawling, and spreading rapidly around. Suddenly, an irresistible magical force emerged from among the branches, and that force passed through the broken trunk of the old tree, soared upwards, broke through the clouds, and shone brightly in an instant... The old tree at this moment, standing proudly in the infinite spring light, is as awesome as ever, and the old tree at this moment is more shocking than in memory.
The years of the old tree just explain the confused life of the world. The radiant yesterday, the present and the past that fell to the bottom, everything, caught off guard. Things are people, misfortunes and blessings, and no one can understand what is right and wrong. Looking at how many literati and inkers in ancient and modern times, singing the wind and rain life, chanting sorrow and joy, and finally ending with nothing. Therefore, when you find that the darkness is full, you may wish to be silent for a while, comb through, think, and repair. In an embarrassing situation, please wait for the last light in your heart, please save the faith of the Jedi and the afterlife, please shout out the vow that will never give up, please remember that you must always have the stars in your eyes and the sun in your heart. Because, thousands of grinding, thick accumulation, will eventually be exchanged for phoenix nirvana, hidden precipitation, hard fighting, will eventually usher in their own brilliant spring.
Come, old trees, let us welcome the new green of life together and enjoy the beautiful spring.
【About the author】Liu Yun, a teacher at Jiangdian Town Center Primary School in Gaotang County. I like to record bits and pieces with words and express my mood.