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Speaking of trees is like saying that an indomitable and tenacious person is still trying to face and solve difficulties. All trees are prisoners of the boundless earth. Their feet are bound by the earth, so they can't shake or walk, and they can only stand quietly on the earth. All the trees, close your eyes and think about how to leave the land where you are imprisoned.
Knowing that you can't leave, the seed is given hope and the hope of leaving. So the tree turned to the birds for help. The tree asked the bird that stopped on its branch: Can you take my seed to a free place?
But the bird didn't understand the tree's words and said casually. Finally, the bird flew away and disappeared.
The tree is envious and wants to have a pair of wings that can fly, which can be big enough to take itself away from the land. However, the tree didn't. The creator didn't give him a pair of wings, but only gave him leaves to shelter him from the wind and rain.
The tree wants to leave the land that imprisons itself too much, wants to go to a free country, and misses it day and night. The tree thought of a way: turn flowers into their own eyes, cover them all over the body, and grow very high. The higher the better. The tree wants to look around, look at the distance, and find a suitable free place for the seeds.
Trees always tell seeds to come back when they are about to leave in spring. After spring, trees will turn their eyes into seeds, let them replace hope, and then wrap the seeds with honey to lure any animal that can take them away. Do everything possible to let the seeds leave, leave here, and finally everything is taken away.
Seeds are left anywhere possible, on rugged rocks, on the edge of cliffs, on plains, by water … anywhere. But the seeds know that being brought here, they are also faced with a choice, either to die or to live here. Living is the truth, premise, consequence, right to speak, green mountains and green waters and firewood, and the sun rises as usual.
It was a quiet night, and everything was silent. The tree had a dream: he saw the birds planting the seeds in the clouds, and the clouds were full of water. The seeds are wrapped in water and grow very green, more beautiful than the trees imprisoned on the ground, and still very high.
Clouds are like a ship, gently blown by the wind, and leaves are like sails of a big ship, going anywhere. Some seeds were planted in water, and the water happily took them away. They all have one thing in common, that is, they are not confined in the soil.
But the tree waited for a long time and didn't see the seeds come back. Thought: maybe it was taken too far by birds or other animals, so it hasn't come back yet; Maybe they couldn't find their way home, and they were still young when they left.
My eyes opened again and again, many times. It became higher and bigger in the waiting, but there was still no waiting, and there was not a word in the distance.
Spent too much time in prison. Many trees have disappeared in time before they can wait. The tree is not satisfied, so it opens its eyes year after year, turns them into seeds year after year, and wraps them with honey. Taken away by birds, taken away by passing animals, taken far away, taken to freedom.