In spring, he is still a newborn bud, emerging from the branches at the top of a big tree. There are hundreds of leaves next to Freddie, all exactly like him-it looks like this. However, he soon discovered that no two leaves are really the same, although everyone grows on the same tree.
On Freddie's left is Alfred, on his right is Ben, and on his head is the lovely girl Clay. They grew up together and learned to dance when the spring breeze blows, bask in the sun lazily in summer, and occasionally take a clean bath when it rains.
Freddie's best friend is Daniel. He is the biggest leaf on this branch, and it seems to come earlier than all the other leaves. Freddie also thinks Daniel is the cleverest.
Daniel told everyone that they are all part of a big tree. They grew up in the park, and the big tree has strong roots buried deep in the ground. In the morning, birds are singing in the branches, there are stars, the moon and the sun in the sky, and there are seasonal changes. In any case, Daniel has a reasonable explanation.
Freddie thinks it's good to make a leaf. He likes his branches, his friends with light leaves, his home hanging high in the sky, pushing the wind he walks everywhere, warming his sun and sprinkling the moon with gentle white shadows.
Summer is especially good. He likes long hot days, and warm nights are best for dreaming. Many people came to the park that summer. They all came to Freddie's tree and sat there to enjoy the cool.
Daniel told him that shading people is one of the uses of leaves. "What is the purpose?" Freddie asked. "It is the reason for existence!" Daniel replied. "Let others feel comfortable, this is the reason for existence.
Shading the elderly so that they don't have to hide in hot houses is also a reason for existence. Let the children have a cool place to play and fan the picnickers under the tree with our leaves. These are the purposes of existence! "
Freddie likes old people best. They always sit quietly on the cool grass, almost motionless. They murmured and recalled the past time. Children are also interesting, although they sometimes dig holes in the bark or carve their names. However, it is still enjoyable to see the children running so fast and laughing so happily.
But Freddie's summer will soon be over. One night in October, summer suddenly disappeared. Freddie has never been so cold. All the leaves are shivering with cold.
A thin layer of white stuff covered them. As soon as the sun came out, it melted and became crystal dew, which made everyone wet. Daniel told them that they had just experienced the first frost in their lives. It means that autumn is coming and winter is not far away.
In a blink of an eye, the whole tree, even the whole park, was dyed with rich colors, and almost no green leaves could be found.
Alfred turned dark yellow, Ben turned bright orange, Claire turned fiery red, Daniel turned deep purple, and Freddie himself was half red and half blue, mixed with gold. How beautiful! Freddie and his friends turned the whole tree into a rainbow.
"We are all in the same tree, why are the colors different?" Freddie asked. "We are all different! Our experiences are different, facing the sun in different directions, casting different shadows and of course different colors. "
Daniel replied in his usual tone, "That's what happened" and told Freddie that this wonderful season is called autumn.
One day, something strange happened. In the past, the breeze would make them dance, but on this day, the wind tugged at the petioles and pushed them, almost as if they were angry. As a result, some leaves were torn off the branches, rolled into the air, scraped everywhere, and finally fell gently to the ground.
All the leaves are afraid. "What's the matter?" They mumbled, you ask me, I ask you. "Autumn is like this." Daniel told them, "The leaves should move. Some people call this death. " "Are we all going to die?" Freddie asked. "yes."
Daniel said. "Everything will die. Big or small, strong or weak. Let's finish what we have to do first. We experience the sun and moon, wind and rain. We learn to dance and laugh. Then we are dead. "
I don't want to die! Freddie said flatly. "Daniel, will you die?" "hmm." Daniel replied, "at that time, I will die." "When was that?" Freddie asked. "No one knows when it will be." Daniel replied.
Freddie found that other leaves kept falling. He thought, "This must be their time." He saw some leaves struggling to be torn by the wind before falling, and some leaves just put down their hands and fell quietly. Soon, the whole tree was almost empty.
"I'm so afraid of death." Freddie said to Daniel, "I don't know what's down there."
"It's natural that you will be afraid of what you don't know." Daniel comforted him and said, "But when spring turns into summer, you are not afraid." When summer turns into autumn, you are not afraid. These are all natural changes. Why fear the season of death? "
"Will our tree die, too?" Freddie asked.
"One day this tree will die. But there is something more powerful than a tree, and that is life. Life is always there, and we are all part of life. "
"Where will we go after death?"
"No one knows, it's a big secret!"
"Will we come back in spring?"
"We may not come back, but life will come back."
"So what's the point of all this?" Freddie continued to ask.
"If we are going to fall and die anyway, why are we here?"
Daniel replied in his usual "that's it" tone. "Isn't it enough for the sun and the moon, for the happy time together, for the shade, for the old people and children, for the colors of autumn, and for the four seasons?"
That afternoon, in the golden sunset, Daniel let go. He left without a struggle. He seemed to be smiling peacefully when he fell down. "Goodbye for a while, Freddie." He said. Then Freddie left. He is the only leaf left on that branch.
The next morning, the first snow fell. The snow is soft and white, but it is very cold. There was almost no sunshine that day, and the days were short. Freddie found that his color faded and became dry and fragile.
It's always cold, and the snow feels heavy on me. Early in the morning, a gust of wind blew Freddie away from his branch. It doesn't hurt at all. He felt that he was floating quietly, gently and gently.
When he fell, he saw the whole tree for the first time. What a sturdy tree! He is sure that this tree will live for a long time, and he is proud to know that he was once a part of this tree's life.
Freddie landed on a snowdrift. Snowdrifts are soft and even warm. In this new position, he feels more comfortable than ever. He closed his eyes and fell asleep. He didn't know that spring would be followed by winter, nor did he know that snow would melt into water.
He didn't know that his seemingly withered and useless body would make the tree stronger with the snow. In particular, he doesn't know that it is the vitality of new leaves that will sleep in the trees and the land next spring.
The author of A Falling Leaf is Pascal (America).
This is a fairy tale about life. Through the story of a leaf experiencing four seasons, the author shows the course of life and expounds the value of life. The words are simple and friendly, with profound meanings and fresh and concise pictures, which are suitable for life education.
This is a fairy tale about life.
On the title page of the book, it says: "This book is dedicated to children who have experienced the separation of life and death, and also to adults who can't explain this kind of thing."
This is the only picture book left by American writer Leo Pascal.
Actually, Freddie, this leaf belongs to all of us.
Extended data
Dr leo buscaglia is a world-famous speaker and writer. He used to be a professor in the Department of Special Education at the University of Southern California. He took the lead in setting up the course "Love" in the university, which was welcomed by students and people from all walks of life.
His major works include Love, Life, Love, Learning, Love, Bus No.9 to Heaven, etc. Freddy Reeve's autumn is the only picture book he left behind.
1June, 998 12, Leo Buscaglia died of heart failure at his home in Lake Tahoe, Nevada, at the age of 74. The next day, people found a note on his typewriter, which said, "If you are unhappy for one minute, you will lose one minute of happiness."
Every time someone introduces me, as long as I can pronounce my name correctly, I am extremely happy. I like to say my name, because it contains all five vowels in the alphabet and is a beautiful Italian name. My last name is spelled B-U-S-C-A-G-L-I-A, but there are many different pronunciations. The most interesting thing about this surname happened when I made a long-distance call. The line is busy. The operator said to call me as soon as the line was connected. When she was on the phone, I picked up the receiver and heard her say, "Please tell Dr. Box Car that the phone he wanted has been connected." I said, "You mean Buscaglia, right?" She said, "Sir, you can call it anything."
Love, Life, Learning is the representative work of the author leo buscaglia!
The articles collected in this book also play the role of this bridge. They put forward some ideas, opinions and feelings that the author is willing to share with others. Only love can soothe the pain and hardship of growing up; Only life can sharpen the clarity and exquisiteness of the mind; Only learning can make our love and life harmonious and lead a happy life.
At every stage of life, there are questions waiting for us to answer: how to face others, how to face love, how to face fear, how to face family, feelings and marriage, money and culture, aging and death ... In the busy modern life, stop and give yourself a chance to re-examine yourself and reread the compulsory courses of life!
Some chapters on love, life and study.
Today, I am here to tell you about love, which I call "talking about love in class". You are brave enough to allow me to come here and talk about love in the classroom. I am often asked to disguise the word love, or at least add a few words before and after love.
You see, it's like "love is the power to reshape behavior". It sounds scientific and won't scare anyone away. The same is true of falling in love on campus. All my colleagues will giggle at me when they meet me on the road and poke me and say, "Hey, is there a love experiment class on Saturday?" I have to promise them.
I want to give you some background information and tell you how I came up with the idea of talking about love in class. About five years ago, the dean of our college of education interviewed me. At that time, I just resigned as the head of the special education department in a university district in California, because I decided that I couldn't be an administrator and wanted to go back to being a teacher.
The dean is a very orthodox person, sitting behind a big desk. As soon as I sat down, he asked me, "Bascalia, what courses do you want to teach in the next five years?" I replied without hesitation, "I want to teach love lessons." He froze and was silent, as quiet as you are now. Then he cleared his throat and said, "What other classes do you want to teach?"
I started this course two years later, when there were only twenty students. Now I have 200 students, and 600 can't attend. Last term, the class was full in 20 minutes. This shows how excited and enthusiastic the students are about taking the love class. ......
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