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Feel the willow Author: Star Leaf
There are tall willows in front of my house.
For many years, she has been Chun Lv in spring and green in summer. She decorated me for too many days, but I never understood her.
This winter, frost struck, and I saw a thrilling scene: the lush green leaves of willow trees were ruthlessly "brushed" away by frost and snow overnight. It turns out that these leaves are still attached to the branches dancing in the cold wind and refuse to wither. The blue of the tree has become the tenderest scenery in winter. Suddenly, overnight, frost and snow froze all branches and leaves: snow-white branches, snow-white leaves and snow-white trees. Willow stood there in a daze, covered with jade leaves and branches, what a beautiful rime scene-this is her last glory. When the sun showed its red face again, it suddenly swished, all the willow leaves fell and the bare branches hung down. Willow leaves did not fall in pieces, but were forcibly "brushed" away by ruthless frost and snow.
Ten days later, when the frost was still raging, I walked past the willow tree and saw that the willow tree was full of dense new buds. I am amazed: just when the willow leaves are forced to wither, the willow is already gestating new buds! What kind of life is this? She used rebirth to resist the withering fate! Did she really wither and die Just like the phoenix nirvana, she made death the beginning of a new life.
Pines and cypresses will not wither in cold winter. It is not afraid of cold and is praised for its tenacious character. Willow also has a tenacious sense of life. She explained the tenacity of life in another way and form. She is swaying and graceful, decorating the world like a gentle woman, bringing infinite beauty to people, but who knows that what she hides in essence is strength and loyalty. She is soft with rigidity, so-called flexibility. I love the black firmness of pine and cypress, and I love the green flexibility of willow more.
If pines and cypresses are mountains, then willows are the sea. She is not as steep and majestic as a mountain. She is not everything with personality, but her personality has been integrated into "one" and "one" has been inclusive. She calmly embraced everything and dispelled everything. She is an elephant and can't see.
There is a kind of people who have never been silent, quietly plowing, harvesting and multiplying on the earth, silently enduring all the wind, frost, rain and snow of the years. Even if the leaves are brushed away by ruthless fate again and again, even if the wind and frost blur all the rings, they still stubbornly grow their own new leaves every year, hanging in the sun and placing them in the spring breeze.
There is a kind of love, never proud, endured countless scorching sun, dedicated all the green leaves to others, but always stood silently in the corner, by the roadside.
In fact, this is a willow-like person, willow-like love, elephant invisible, big love silent.
The willow tree in front of my house, how many years have you stood silently, how many seasons have you been green, and how many inspirations have you brought to people! Fortunately, I'm not too stupid. I finally read you from your thousand green leaves.