The Story of Two Trees 1 Once upon a time, a man planted two seeds in the forest, watered them, and then got up and left. Soon, the seed grew two trees, one tall and the other petite.
From then on, the two trees lived together, regardless of the wind and rain, the tall and straight tree always encouraged the petite tree in the wind and rain: to live and be strong. They are interdependent. In this environment, after decades, they have grown taller and bigger, and their friendship is getting deeper and deeper.
That year, the autumn wind was bleak. Although it was only October, the wind roared. The wind blew fast and blew into the forest. No one expected that such an autumn would turn into a cold winter. Especially the wind, blowing scary. A gust of wind roared past and renovated the surrounding villages and Woods. Later, only these two trees were left around, as well as some broken trunks and fallen leaves on the ground.
Then winter came, the north wind roared, and two trees passed through the wind. They are scarred, and now you can clearly see the traces of their years.
In the storm, the big tree finally broke. The tree fell with a crash, and then there was his dull sigh. Now only the petite tree is left, standing there alone. She has now lost her old self-confidence, and only fears and despair are in her heart, and this feeling is still increasing, as if it is endless.
It's getting dark. It's too dark to see another remnant tree. But the petite tree is still shouting, "Hey, where are you?" There was no echo in the darkness, only a roar. Before she could cry, another gust of wind blew her down. She finally got rid of another tree.
People are truly free only when they are dead. There is also a * * * relationship between people and trees: they are all creatures, and they can perceive the world with their sensory organs and have a certain understanding of the world. A person can be liberated after death, and trees and people have * * * to some extent. Isn't it a relief after the death of the tree?
The Story of Two Trees A tree has been buried under a crock for some time. In a daze, she suddenly heard a slight crack. Encouraged by similar voices, she began to try to break out of the darkness day and night. Her efforts were not in vain. At the end of this spring, she finally bit through a crack in the crock and grew a yellow leaf.
Before she finally gained a foothold, she began to look for the seeds that broke out in front of her. She found him in the yard not far from her, more than half a meter high, but he was pinned under a high wall.
In order to grow up, she desperately sucks the sunshine and rain, and she stands upright and strives for progress regardless of the thunderstorm and gale. Although the crock pierced her sole and the wall grazed her skin, she was absent-minded and even refused the flattery of a sunflower and the love of a gladiolus. When winter came, she finally grew to half a meter high, but he had climbed over the wall, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not reach one of his twigs.
This winter seems particularly long. She often waved to him with thin branches in the cold wind, but he didn't find her admiration for him at all. Since you can't hold his hand, wrap it around his roots. So regardless of the sharpness of the tiles, regardless of the extrusion of the wall, she desperately climbed the root of the tree in his direction. Spring came, and her little roots finally met his.
A gentle and timid entanglement finally made him notice her existence, and he found her and her scars. He carefully bypassed his strong roots from those wounds and wrapped her tightly.
Spring has gone and come, and his branches and leaves have covered half the yard, and he can already look down on the flowers and trees in the whole yard. Looking at his tall and straight body and her weak body, it seems that he will never reach the height side by side with him. She is a little discouraged and timid. He seems to see through her mind, and his roots must be more strongly attached to her. She is supported by his strong bones and muscles, getting taller and thicker bit by bit. Now, she can also cross the high wall, listen to the breeze with him and count the white clouds in the sky.
It was a stormy night, and the wind hit her again and again with a grimace. Every shaking will make her skin rub against the stone wall, leaving a scar, and the root hurts more. Relieve her pain. His body leans towards her as much as possible, spreading all the branches like an eagle protecting its young, trying to resist the storm sweeping towards her. His belt must be tightly wrapped around her like a small bandage. Countless roots haunt me, I surround you, and I can't tell who is who. In the face of the storm, they have merged into one.
With the movement of the stars, on an autumn night full of moonlight, the rice-like buds filled her crown gently and quietly. The whole yard was filled with elegant fragrance, and he was suddenly awakened by this rare and strange fragrance. He wants to wake her up and share this beauty with her. However, he froze: she was smiling at him with unprecedented beauty, and every tiny petal on her body was full of this intoxicating fragrance.
He looked at her quietly and was moved by her beauty and blooming. Only he knows how much pain and cost she has paid for this day, and those mottled scars are the best proof.
At dawn, someone knocked down the courtyard wall and came to them in a row: "The flowers of this osmanthus tree are really fragrant. Stay and plane the poplar."
With the deepening of hoes, their tangled roots are exposed to people and inseparable. "It's strange that the roots of two trees can't be separated." People don't know how much effort they have made to have each other. At the moment when the poplar fell, all the osmanthus flowers fell to the ground, as if it had rained osmanthus flowers. A few days later, people found the osmanthus tree dead and fell on the trunk of the poplar tree.
There was nothing.
I thought I had learned to forget in my life, but I didn't. A word can touch what I want to avoid. When I thought I could be calm, I found I couldn't accept it calmly. It turns out that the injury in my heart is still there, and I can't stand the slightest tear.
I try my best to enrich myself. I don't want to continue to embarrass myself. I want to live a free life. Nothing can stop my yearning for freedom, even my deep love. Looking back, I found myself putting down a lot of things. I can finally wake up what I need before the finish line. If it is not such a reliable love, I would rather wander alone. If you can't reassure me, then give up love.
I believe that my inner pain can be treated, and what I want to do can be done. I believe that after a period of time, I will be a more confident me. I want to be myself, instead of always drinking and being pointed at forever.
Say goodbye, but don't meet.
Let go of the world of mortals and listen to your whispers.
In every period of time, I will always stop in a hurry, step into your world with a respectful heart, quietly listen to your seasonal voice and listen to your silent talk. Your voice goes through the chest, through the heart and directly to the soul, giving people baptism and shock.
Full of surprises, full of relaxation.
In autumn, your romantic feelings, your mature charm and your elegant demeanor attract everyone. They will approach you consciously or unconsciously, because they are lonely, lonely or tired, no matter which one, they will be hidden in your world.
There are tears, tiredness, misunderstanding and too many grievances in the world of mortals. If there is no love care, no love pity, no love romance, how can a sentimental heart bear it?
The ruthlessness of winter has frozen agility and the world. The chilly spring, frostbite of branches and seedlings, hurt the world. The enthusiasm of summer is like fire, scorching the earth and evaporating the world. Autumn is refreshing and romantic. It inspires the world and brings back the inspiration and romance of the world.
The four seasons circulate in the world of mortals. Which season is my bosom friend?
I like holding my lover's hand and stepping on autumn scenery outside the school gate. Walking in the soft autumn leaves, bathing in the autumn sunshine and walking in your world, your heart is free, relaxed and happy at this time. Fly with the autumn leaves, wander with the white clouds, and walk with your figure for a change of scenery. Don't think hard, arrange well, design well and plan carefully. You have planned, arranged and designed everything, just waiting for the right person to come to China.
Beautiful autumn colors pave the way for the future, until you design autumn water.
Autumn is sunny, as if every fallen leaf is the embodiment of warm sun, floating to the world, soothing impetuous souls and warming lonely souls. It seems that every leaf is a warm memory, waiting for someone to pick it up. It seems that every fallen leaf is a beautiful story, waiting for people with a heart to listen. It seems that every stream and every spring has Zen, waiting for the master to settle down. Maple leaves are everywhere, and every maple leaf is a heart, waiting for the autumn wind to float into the lover's heart.
In the beautiful autumn, every grass and tree on your body has feelings, and every stream and spring on your body has interests.
Many people say goodbye in the world of mortals, but few people meet them. Some predestinations, like the fallen leaves around us, take a lifetime to achieve an encounter. Looking at them is so gorgeous, so sad and beautiful, mixed feelings. Some fate may never be met, whether you say goodbye or not. Just like the fallen leaves in this forest, not every leaf will haunt you, nor can you meet every leaf.
Meeting is accidental, not seeing is inevitable.
We should learn to obey the laws of nature, learn to be the master of nature, walk into nature and have a heart of awe. Natural creatures, natural creatures, are our human friends, and get along with them, the same harmony and joy. The change of seasons and the cycle of time are governed by the laws of nature. Just like whether you come or not, you can't see it, and it's all dominated by one heart.
It turns out that you always remember, goodbye, you can stop all the business, you can put down the whole world of mortals and search all over the autumn just for one encounter.
You think goodbye means goodbye.
Thank you for your love and never give up.
I haven't spoken much since my mobile phone was formatted by my friend last time. I don't have a friend's contact information, just write it on QQ space. I am very pleased to think of my people, see it and contact me actively. But only you make me sad for a long, long time. ...
I admit that I am not good enough for you, and I also admit that I don't care enough for you. But I think this is my test for you. It turns out that love can't stand the temptation of time, and that's it. Now my mood is still very bad, and I finally made a decision ... Although I don't know if this is right or wrong, I don't know what my tomorrow will be like, but your attitude towards me has completely made me lose my patience and my silent waiting. I don't know what happened to you or what you heard. Is it ... The past, really the past? I don't have to be sad. I'm sure I'll be fine. Thank you for letting me choose. Maybe it won't put me in a dilemma. It doesn't matter, it's good, really, even if I'm in a bad mood at the moment.
All this is short-lived and will be fine. Because I know that you are still waiting for me in the distance and still love me. Thank you for your love, you have never gone far. At this moment, I feel that no matter whether love is near or far, as long as that person really loves you, it will definitely wait for a long time. ...
Things finally have a happy ending, and love does not need pity. At the moment, I feel sorry for myself, just like a helpless child who lost his toy. Maybe it's a temporary bad mood. It will be fine, for sure. ...
I don't want to burst into tears, because I think it is a sign of cowardice. I want to be strong, I want to be strong, what's the big deal. Love has always been there, but I have never really faced my heart and warmth. Now I finally understand …
It's not too late. I will face myself bravely and show my sincerity. I won't let you down. Your love is like my warmth. You always shine on me, even if you are not by my side, I can feel your warmth.
Thank you, my love, for always supporting me silently, trusting me, giving me encouragement and giving me courage, even if you are never by my side. I have always wanted to escape, and I have never really faced my heart, but I am afraid. ...
But at this moment, I feel a little bad, but I know there is someone you will never give up on me. Standing by is always by my side, sharing weal and woe with me. What am I dissatisfied with in this life?
Long-lost people, what I want is warmth, and everything is like a beautiful rainbow after the rain. It turns out that rainbows are not legends. We've all met them. I finally saw the long-lost rainbow again, and the beautiful and bright colors shone before my eyes.
I have never felt the blue sky and white clouds in my hometown, because I have never noticed them. Sitting in the car, I finally heard a lot of people talking. The blue sky and white clouds in my hometown are so desirable that we can never find such blue sky and white clouds shining in front of our eyes in the city.
Yes, indeed, at this moment, I know how much I pay attention to. I think I am really a failure. Facing the people I love and the people I love, I finally don't have the courage to face myself. After all, I was injured once, and then I closed myself up.
It's not that I don't want to trust people, but that I really can't stand being hurt anymore. I'm sorry, facing myself, I know I made many mistakes and lost a lot. I am not indifferent to these things, but I have never shown it.
You just saw my strength, and you will never see the tears in my eyes. Because I left my smile to you, pretending it doesn't matter, but my tears were left to myself. Long night, accompanied by loneliness, taking literature as a friend.
Many people only see my appearance, but never see my sincerity, my tears, my voice, my crying, and of course my helplessness. How wonderful the world is.
Very good, but in my heart it has become a sadness that I can't get out of.
Yes, I am a sentimental girl, always, always. What I need is someone who has the patience to help me out of the shadows and take me to the bright blue sky. Thank you, my love, for your love.
Today, I was finally moved to tears. Now I know, for me, you are the choice I will never regret in my life. Even though we are not in the same city, your love still infects me and makes me excited at the moment. ...
I am too headstrong to understand your love for me. Thank you, your firm belief, your belief finally made me understand at this moment. It's not too late. I hope we have a happy tomorrow. Best wishes ...
Thank you for your love. I never left. I didn't realize until now. I know it's not too late, and our love is still there. Believe, firmly believe that one day the flower of love will belong to you, and the dream of expectation will bloom because of you.
Thank you for your love. I finally understand. Although I grew up in pain, I paid the price. Even if there are tears in my eyes, I thank fate for waking me up again. Time is a big test, and love can stand the fleeting time.
Love that won't be lost, you will always accompany me, never give up, and live and die together. Thank you, my love. Always guarding me, giving me warmth that I have never had before. Your trust is the only support for me to live.
It turns out that I can't live without you, and I will never live without you, because I love you and will always be with you. This life is destined to be with you, just as you love me. Stay together for a lifetime, never give up, live and die together.
You gave me the fruit of happiness. A beautiful and happy life is expected because of you. The story of my life blooms because of you. Because of you, I know how to cherish, know the true meaning of happiness, live well and protect our love for a lifetime. ...
The story of two trees 3. People who encourage their young seeds will only be self-defeating, thus being looked down upon or laughed at by others; And ambitious people just have a seemingly lofty goal than others. If they always look up at the distance, but refuse to do things in a down-to-earth way, then they can only associate with failure in the end.
In fact, there is no shortcut to success. Only by accumulating over time can we accumulate wealth. Therefore, only a steady and steady foundation can reach the peak of success. You know, rushing for success is often a stumbling block on the road to success.
There are two saplings of the same size, which were planted by their owners on both sides of the gate. Under the careful care of their owners, they began to grow in Miao Zhuang. Although the starting point of the two saplings is the same, the growth conditions in the later stage are quite different.
The first tree seedling on the left desperately absorbs the nutrients in the ground, then carefully stores them bit by bit, carefully moistens every branch of the body, thus slowly accumulating energy, and then silently calculates how to make its branches and leaves more lush, so as to grow sturdily and healthily in the future.
The second seedling on the right is also trying very hard to absorb nutrients, but its goal is different from that of the first seedling. It gathers all the nutrients together and then transports them directly to the end of the tree, thinking only about how to blossom and bear fruit as soon as possible.
In the second year, the first sapling began to show its buds and actively let its branches and leaves grow luxuriantly, thus making itself grow tall and strong. Although the second sapling also showed new buds, it couldn't wait to squeeze out its own buds, as if it could blossom and bear fruit at any time.
The growth of the second sapling surprised the farmer, because the sapling had not yet reached the age of flowering and fruiting, but had undertaken the task of flowering and fruiting ahead of schedule. Therefore, according to common sense, it will definitely be unbearable. As expected, when the fruit is formed, it will bend itself, which makes the fruit more sour than normal fruit, because it can't fully absorb nutrients. ,
Because of poor development, the second sapling grows shorter, so many children like to climb to the top of the tree and always pick some immature fruits to play with. Over time, in the case of physical and mental exhaustion, the tree gradually lost its vitality.
The growth of the first seedling is just the opposite of that of the second seedling. At first, it was not favored by farmers, but later it became stronger and stronger. After years of patient waiting, it finally bloomed buds and breathed fragrance. Because of its solid foundation and rich nutrition, its fruit is big and sweet. At this time, the second tree eager to blossom and bear fruit is dying.
Like the second sapling, many people can't wait to show off after learning some fur. However, when its fur runs out, people will say, "That's all it can do." At this time, it is not only difficult for them to occupy a place, but they will fall to the bottom and even have no chance to stand up again. It can be seen that quick success and instant benefit, not down-to-earth can only lead to failure.
Do you know the story of two trees? A long time ago, trees, like animals, could run around in the fields and go wherever they wanted. But now why do they always stay where they are? This has to start with a quarrel between two trees. At that time, Pangu had just created the world, and there were only two trees in the world-the parent tree and the mother tree. They are all very tall-much taller than any other animals, which makes them very proud. They are too proud to look down on everything, including each other. Both Father Tree and Mother Tree think they are the greatest, and their words are the most correct and reasonable. Therefore, quarreling is inevitable.
In the morning, the crow of the rooster woke up Father and Mother Tree. "The chicken crows, it's time to get up." Father Tree stretched himself and said. "It's strange, why do chickens crow at dawn?" Mother muttered while rubbing her eyes. "Who knows? Anyway, this is how the world's first chicken hatched from an egg. " That's bullshit！ The first chicken in the world must be a hen, otherwise where did the eggs come from? Hens can't crow. "Mother tree plausibly said nonsense! God first created an egg and hatched a rooster from it. When the hen and the rooster are together, there are many eggs, and the eggs give birth to chickens. Later, the rooster contributed a bone and became a hen. Chickens lay eggs ... the best chicken in the world is of course a rooster, which crows as soon as it hatches. "
Father Tree puffed out his chest proudly. Mother Tree burps with anger. "No, of course, there is a chicken first, and it is a hen. Hens lay eggs, eggs lay chickens ... yes! " "Is the egg before the chicken! Why do you talk nonsense? " Just then, a large group of frightened animals ran past two quarrelling trees, and one of the rabbits hurriedly shouted to them, "Run, there is a flood!" " "If both trees ignore the rabbits, they still keep quarreling. Another group of animals "kicked" past them, and a kind dog shouted, "Hey! Run! There is a flood! It's too late to run again! " The figure of the animal just disappeared, only to hear a loud bang, the flood in Tao Tao roared with mud, and the quarrel between two trees could be heard in the underwater sound. Three days later, the flood finally receded and the animals returned to their homes. They were surprised to find that the bodies of Father Tree and Mother Tree were buried in the sand and stood there staring angrily. From then on, the tree can no longer run around and play like other animals, so it has to stay in its old place.
The story of two trees in the mountains, there are two small trees growing. Almost at the same time, they broke ground, sprouted, stood up and looked at the world around them. They are not far apart, but because they are too short and thin, everything around them looks so tall that they have not found each other.
After the growth of spring, summer and autumn, these two young trees have grown a lot, but because other trees, shrubs and weeds are also growing wildly, they still can't see each other.
Winter is coming, the wind and snow are raging, and two small trees are shivering in the sky and on the earth. Finally, one day, they heard a crunchy sound under their feet. It was the sound of melting snow. The two trees know that they have finally survived the cold and are about to usher in spring.
This year, two trees are growing fast. Last year, they tried their best to take root underground. Now, they can try their best to pull up. Another winter has come. Through the dry bushes, they found each other's thin bodies and looked at each other with pity and surprise-shivering bodies in the bleak winter. This winter has been a long time, because they want to pull out the green shoots quickly and show their most beautiful side to each other.
The third year, the fourth year, the fifth year ... year after year passed, and the two trees grew tall and strong. They became intimate friends who talked about everything. The thrill of the other party, a look, the other party will understand. Sometimes, when a bird falls on a tree, it will straighten itself up and quietly tell the other person to keep his voice down so as not to scare the bird. Sometimes, some climbing plants attached to a tree will proudly show each other that they have become the dependence of other plants ... In the spring breeze, they greet each other and encourage each other to sprout and grow; In summer, they set up a shade for the little animals staying under the tree; On autumn night, they whisper together and enjoy the bright moon climbing halfway up the mountain; In winter, they support each other with firm faith, laughing and dancing with snowflakes. ...
One spring morning, a tree suddenly had an idea: pull another tree's arm. So it bent the branch hard, hoping to touch another tree. But no! There is still a long distance between them. Not discouraged, it is ready to realize this small wish with the help of the wind. The wind is blowing, but its body is blown stagger, still can't reach another tree. In the past, when the wind came, it always tried not to shake itself, but now, it hopes that the wind will get stronger and stronger so that it can dance.
After this little hope was shattered, it came up with an idea and stretched out a branch to hug each other. Therefore, it no longer desperately wants to grow taller, but holds back its strength and lets itself send another one. This wish finally came true a year later. What happened when it finally breathed a sigh of relief and was ready to have a good look at another tree that was close at hand and had not seen for a long time? ! Another tree, like itself, grew new branches on the side close to itself and struggled to grow with its original body. At that moment, through the heavy rain, the tree shed tears.
They each grew half a branch, but God wants to test their feelings and not let happiness come too easily! They still can't touch each other.
They have grown up and started to think with mature thoughts: that's it, admit it! Anyway, now we can get along day and night!
I don't know how many years later, one day, roads were to be built in the mountains, and some loggers entered the forest. They felt around, looked around and made some marks on some trees. Soon, those trees were cut down or uprooted and transported away. After watching for some days, the first tree suddenly shivered. It knows that maybe at some point, bad luck will befall them.
No, no, no. The first tree cried in its heart, and its leaves and trunk trembled. Another tree asked it with strange eyes: What's wrong with you? The first tree knows it knows, but it can't say. Say it, maybe another tree will die directly. Because it found another tree near the logging side.
How can you hold hands with another tree before it is cut down? This has become the greatest wish of this tree. Even if you are hacked to death tomorrow, you must realize this wish. So it stopped being sad and started working again. Every day, no matter day or night, it concentrates all its strength on the side near another tree, and it wants to regenerate an arm! Finally, it heard the sound of its body bursting and a branch protruded. It can't restrain the inner excitement, even the pain of growing up has become strength, and even tears are reluctant to flow. Before another tree is cut down, it should try to grow and touch it.
At this time, the two trees are already quite tall, and the thorns and shrubs are not in their eyes, except in the distance.
Somehow, the speed of logging slowed down, which gave the tree great confidence. It believes that it will climb the arms of another tree one day.
It continues to grow, strives to grow, and moves towards another tree. Finally, in a thunderstorm, its branches landed on another tree. At this moment, the hearts of the two trees jumped together, and the leaves trembled at the same time. Suddenly, a flash of lightning accompanied by a thunder broke the branch of the first tree that had just touched the second tree and split a crack in the second tree. The world fell silent.
Pain is heartbreaking, not only physically, but also mentally! They think they will die this time, which is God's punishment for them: as a tree, they will grow uneasily and have to do the impossible!
The rain stopped and two trees struggled to shake off the rain with their tired bodies. They were surprised to find that they didn't die like other trees struck by lightning! Only on the second tree, the bark peeled off and left a scar. They cried with joy. The first tree trembled, gently and diligently lifted its charred branch, trying to touch the wound of another tree: it would fill the wound with its own branch.
In order to make the second tree recover early, the first tree is growing desperately day and night! In order to share the hard work of the first tree, the second tree also grows hard and never sleeps! I don't know how many days passed, but one day, two trees were surprised to find that their branches had merged into one, and the wound had already healed seamlessly! Their leaves are more lush and lush, and their branches are more tall and vigorous.
The spring breeze gently stirs their leaves, and the sunshine caresses their bodies warmly. Xiao Ye immortals grow in the spray, wild flowers bloom freely, and a spring water flows past them with laughter. ...
Two trees will never grow pillars, but no one wants to cut them down again. People flocked to watch them and shouted, "We want to fly in the sky, two birds grow together on the ground with one wing, two branches of a tree." Indulge in yourself and take pictures under the tree.
For a small wish, two trees make themselves a unique landscape.