Ba Jin
We had dinner in Chen's primary school. The fever has dropped. The sun went down, leaving only a brilliant Xia Hong on the horizon, on the top of the mountain and on the treetops.
"Let's go boating!" Chen suggested. We stood by the pool in front of the school and watched the mountain view.
"Good," said the other friends happily.
We walked along a gravel road and soon reached the river. There is a thatched pavilion. Passing through Shui Ge, we found some boats under two big trees by the river.
We jumped on the boat one by one. A friend untied the rope and picked up a bamboo pole. The boat moved slowly towards the middle of the river.
Three friends rowed the boat, and Ye and I sat on the boat and looked around.
There stands a tower on the hillside in the distance, and many green trees embrace it. There are few towers like this near here. This is my friend Ye's hometown.
The river is wide, and there are no waves on the white water. The ship sailed calmly on the water. Three paddles paddle regularly in the water.
In one place, the river narrows. Clusters of green leaves stretch out to the water. The leaves are lovely green. These are many lush banyan trees, but I can't see where the trunk is.
When I said many banyan trees, my mistakes were corrected by my friends at once. One friend said there was only one banyan tree, and another friend said there were two banyan trees. I have seen many big banyan trees, but it is the first time for me to see such a big banyan tree.
Our boat is getting closer to the banyan tree. I had a chance to see its true face: this is a big tree with countless branches, and it has taken root again, and many roots hang down to the ground and go into the soil. Some branches hang down to the water, and from a distance, they look like a big tree lying on the water.
Now is the season of lush foliage (the trees have produced small fruits, and many of them have fallen off. This banyan tree seems to show us all its vitality. There are so many green leaves, one on top of the other, leaving no gaps. Green is shining before our eyes, as if every leaf has a new life trembling, this beautiful southern tree!
The boat anchored under the tree for a while, and the shore was wet, so we didn't go up. Friends say this is "a paradise for birds". There are many birds nesting in this tree, and farmers are not allowed to catch them. I seem to hear some birds flapping their wings, but when my eyes look closely, I can't see the shadow of a bird. Only countless roots stand on the ground, like many wooden stakes. The ground is wet, so the river often washes ashore at high tide. There is not a bird in "Bird Paradise", I think. The ship has left. A friend paddled the boat and slowly flowed to the middle of the river.
There are several litchi trees on the path by the river. Many red fruits are hung on the green leaves. That's where our ship flows. A friend picked up an paddle and rowed the boat into a small ditch. By the side of the path, the boat stopped and we all jumped on the shore.
Two friends quickly climbed the tree and dropped some lychees with leaves from the tree. Chen and I stood under the tree and picked them up. When they went down to the field, we all ate lychees and walked back to the boat.
The next day, we went boating to Ye's hometown, where there are mountains and towers. Starting from Chen's primary school, we passed the "bird paradise" again.
This time it was in the morning, and the sun shone on the water and the treetops. Everything looks bright. Our boat also stayed under the tree for a while.
It was very quiet at first. Suddenly a bird called. When our friend Chen clapped his hands, we saw a big bird flying, and then we saw the second and third one. Let's keep clapping. Soon, the forest became very lively. Birds are everywhere, birds are everywhere. Big, small, flowery and black, some are standing on the branches screaming, some are flying, and some are flapping their wings.
I watched carefully. My eyes are really flooded. I saw this clearly, missed that, saw that, and the third flew away. A thrush flew out, surprised our applause, flew into the Woods, stood on a twig and sang excitedly. Its songs are very nice.
"Let's go," Ye urged me.
When the boat flowed to the countryside under the tower, I looked back at the lush banyan trees left behind me. I'm a little nostalgic. My eyes deceived me yesterday. "Bird's Paradise" is indeed a bird's paradise!
June of 1933 in Guangzhou
The description of the tree is taken from Li Lewei's My Castle in the Air.
The mountain is like a forehead, and the hut is like a mole on the forehead.
Very fresh and natural, my hut is delicately located at a gentle angle on the ridge.
There are many beautiful things in the world that need some embellishment, and so do mountains. The appearance of the hut broke the loneliness of the mountain, just like the endless water floating across a sail and the endless sky flying over a wild goose. It is a little smart color on the pure background, a little life and a little mood in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
The hut is decorated with mountains. What will the hut be decorated with? That's a tree!
There is a pure green non-flowering tree on the mountain; Flowers are beautiful, and the beauty of trees is not inferior to flowers. Flowers are like human faces and trees are like human gestures. The beauty of a tree lies in its clear posture, tall and straight posture, slim and graceful posture, vitality and full of energy!
With so many trees, the hut has many characteristics. This tree is always swaying gently. The movement of trees shows the tranquility of the hut; The height of the tree shows the narrowness of the hut; The cabin is unique and outstanding because there are trees all over the mountain, which has arranged a wonderful green background for the cabin.
There is a big tree above the roof behind the hut, with thin and dense branches and leaves stretching on it, and the beautiful and heavy shade covers the hut. This tree gives people another impression of the hut, which is subtle and elegant.
From another angle, the close-up view changed into a distant view, but the hut changed its position and appeared on the top of other trees. This angle is seen from a distance at the foot of the mountain. The first thing I saw was the trees in front of the hut, which covered the hut, revealing only some architectural lines, a lively upturned eaves and a row of neat patterned roof tiles among the trees. A piece of blue, that is the wall; They are all white. That's the window. My hut looms among the trees, rises from the ground and has an elegant posture. Essentially a house; In the situation, it is like a bird and a butterfly, perched on a branch, light and free!
Another article, Liu Zongyuan's biography of planting trees and camels, was presented.
Guo tuo, I don't know the name. People who are sick and have camel-like appearance are called "camels" in their hometown. Tuowen said: "Very good. I deserve it. " Because of its name, it also calls itself "camel" cloud. Its hometown is Fengle Township, to the west of Chang 'an. Camel industry plants trees, which are welcomed by rich people in Chang 'an. They keep sightseeing and sell fruits. Relying on trees planted by camels, or migrating, they are all alive and rich and powerful. Although other growers are watching the effect, it can't be like this. When asked, he replied, "Camels can't prolong the life of trees, but they can also breed trees to conform to their nature. As far as the nature of planting trees is concerned, it should be comfortable, its cultivation should be flat, its soil should be ancient and its buildings should be dense. Now that you're gone, don't move, don't worry, don't look back. If you are a child, if you are abandoned, it is full of nature and its nature. So, I don't harm it, I have to be able to recognize it. Just don't control your consumption, it doesn't have to be sweet early. Other growers are not. Roots are easy to rush, soil is easy to plow, but not too strict, it is not as good as people. If you have the ability to face each other, you love too much and worry too much, watch it caress it at dusk and come back to it. What's more, you scratch the skin to measure its health and dryness, shake its roots to see its density, and the nature of wood is separated. Although you love it, it is actually harmful; Although I am worried, I really hate it. So, you don't want it, I want it. What can I do? " The questioner said, "Is it ok to transfer official management by children?" Tuo said, "I only know how to plant trees. This is business, not my business. However, I live in my hometown, and those who are kind to others are angry with their orders. If I am poor, I will die of disaster. When the official arrived at dusk, he shouted, "The official order urges you to plow, mow and sow, and you will reap." . You should knit early and you should be young, so you should be a chicken and a dolphin.' Collect drums, beat wood and call them. My villain dropped out of school to work for an official, and it is impossible to have leisure. How can I be happy and safe? So, I am sick and lazy. If so, is it similar to our industry? "The questioner said," Hey, what a good husband! I asked about raising trees and people. "Pass this story on as an official warning.
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Guo Tuo, I don't know his name. He suffers from the disease of hunchback, stooping and walking with his back protruding, just like a camel, so people in the village call him "camel". The camel said, "Very good. It's really appropriate to call me that. " So he simply gave up his original name and called himself "Camel". His hometown is Fengle Township, west of Chang 'an. Guo Tuo's occupation is planting trees, and all the rich children who manage gardens and enjoy amusement and those who plant trees and sell fruits for profit in Chang 'an are scrambling to take him home to support him. Seeing the trees planted by camels, even if transplanted, they did not survive; Grow tall and lush, bear fruit early and much. Although other tree growers secretly observe and admire imitation, no one can compare with them. Someone asked him why he planted trees well. He replied, "I can't make trees live long and grow fast, but I can adapt to the nature of trees and realize my habits." Its nature is stretching roots, its soil should be uniform, its soil should be original soil, and it should be densely covered. After doing this, don't touch it, don't care about it, and don't look back when you leave after planting. When you plant it, you are as careful as a child. When you plant it, you are like throwing it away. Then its nature will be preserved and its nature will be fully developed. So I just don't hinder its growth, and I don't have the ability to make it grow tall and lush; It just doesn't inhibit or reduce its fruit, and it doesn't have the ability to make it bear more fruit early. Other tree growers are not like this, the roots are replaced with new soil; When he tills the soil, it is either too tight or too loose. If there is a person who can be different from this practice, but dotes on them too much, I will go to see it in the morning, touch it at night, and go back to see it after I leave. Some people even pinch the bark to see if it is dead or alive, shake the trunk to see if the soil is loose or tight, and gradually deviate from the nature of trees day by day. Although I love it, it actually hurts it. Although I am worried about it, it actually hates it. So they can't compare with me. what can I do? The person who asked said, "Is it feasible to transfer your method of planting trees to serving the officials and the people?" Tuotuo said, "I only know how to plant trees. Being an official for the people is not my major. But I live in a village, and I see those officials like to give orders constantly, as if they love the people very much, and they will still harm the people in the end. Early in the morning and late at night, those small officials came and shouted,' Master's orders: urge you to plow, urge you to plant, urge you to harvest, cook cocoons and spin silk early, weave early, raise children and feed chickens and pigs.' How can we be prosperous and stable when ordinary people stop eating breakfast and dinner to comfort those small officials? So we are poor and tired. Like this (governing the people is a nuisance), it's probably similar to my tree planting career, right? "Asked the man said," isn't that great? I asked about planting trees and got a way to govern the people. "I recorded it as a warning to officials.