That doddering figure always reminds people of an old man who is faltering. The only difference is that your thick branches always extend to the sky or look down at the earth. Just like Pangu, it always pulls the distance between heaven and earth and holds the big and falling clouds. The giant hand in the shade, like a huge umbrella, covers the village tightly, as if guarding the peace and happiness of the village. Even the evergreen leaves are constantly being renovated. Therefore, old, strong and full of vitality should be your name; Pure and quiet green and vitality are synonymous with you.
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Ah, the old banyan tree, my loving father in my dream.
Do you still remember me I still remember that naughty and thin doll, who always slept in your shade, once looked for a bird's nest in your tree and climbed over the branches.
Do you remember? The scene of the boy who once carried heavy luggage saying goodbye to you when he left home is still vivid. You say treasure with branches swaying in the wind and rain, and then say treasure.
Ah, your kindness, your kindness, also let me stay in a foreign land, always hang you in my heart and tie you in my dream. Become an eternal memory, an eternal heartbreak.
How I want to set foot on this beautiful home again, so that I can fall in love with you and hug you, and then pick up a deep red autumn leaf and put it carefully in my book.
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Nowadays, whenever I visit an old banyan tree in Lu Yu, it will ignite my burning homesickness. The old banyan tree in my hometown has become the weather vane for me to return to my hometown and my heart for my hometown. Even the slightest sign of trouble will remind me of you, your long brown beard and white beard, your crooked trunk and your lush foliage.
Ah, I've been walking for so many years, and I can't get out of my hometown. It's still the long love of the old banyan tree. I had to raise my pen to express my quiet and infinite lovesickness and meditation.
Sunset, the' sunset' on the horizon quietly sprinkled on the trunk of the old banyan tree. It's still summer or dusk, or the old banyan tree in my hometown. Now, under the setting sun, it is a depressed landscape. The passage of time, the ruthlessness of the years, that weather-beaten old banyan tree, the trunk has been covered with cracks layer by layer, and the scattered leaves are falling with the wind, just like the old man in his twilight years, his eyes are turbid, counting the decline and vicissitudes of the years.
The old banyan tree in my memory is tall, tall and lush. Dense and lush leaves cover the sky; Intertangled roots, lingering; Long, elegant beard hanging upside down, floating; Branches like poles and vines cover the earth. The deep-rooted old banyan tree, like an overwhelming giant umbrella, grows beside a stream, providing shade for nearby residents.
Under a lush green tree, there is a small piece of flat land, and the breeze is blowing gently. We call this flat banyan tree the banyan tree head. The banyan tree head always sits bribing people, and there is a lot of food in the briber's laundry list. I like eating his homemade peanut candy best. His peanut candy always smells of earth. Every day after school, I pass by Banshutou, and I can hear the shouts of bribers: "Buy rotten copper and iron, buy goose feathers and chicken feathers."
In the evening of summer, when the evening came quietly, the breezy evening breeze swept over the old banyan tree. At this time, the banyan tree head will be a happy world, with old people playing chess, children chasing, women chatting and men chatting.
My home is not far from the blackboard. Every day after dinner, my mother stays at home to wash the dishes, and my father will walk around the pond behind the house holding my brother's hand, and then come to Banshutou to tell us the stories of Romance of the Three Kingdoms, Water Margin and Journey to the West. I like to listen to Journey to the West best, because of the seventy-two changes in the Monkey King, you can walk around and fly around at will. One day, my father pointed to the sky and showed us the location of the Big Dipper. My brother said he understood it, but I still couldn't figure out the correct location of the Big Dipper.
When I was a child, I thought that the stars in the sky would always be bright until I couldn't see the position of the Big Dipper, so bright that I thought that life would always be sunny. Finally, one day, the briber came to tell us that he would leave the tree tomorrow because his wife disliked his poverty and left with a man. His hometown has an old mother and two children to take care of, so he must go home tomorrow. I am a little sad and depressed about the departure of the briber, because from tomorrow on, I will never eat the briber's earthy peanut candy again, and there will never be his loud cry at the head of the banyan tree: "Buy rotten copper and iron, buy goose feathers and chicken feathers".
As far as I can remember, my mother spent every day in a hurry, and her hands never stopped. One day, my father said to my mother, "I'll wash the dishes today, and you take them to the blackboard to play." My mother said, "No, no, you can't wash it." Seeing my mother like this, I immediately said to her, "I'll do the dishes. I'm a girl." My mother heard this and said angrily, "You do the dishes. My mother is so distressed, you should go quickly and leave me alone. " As she spoke, she pushed us out the door.
The old banyan tree in my hometown, when I think of you, I will miss home and cry, think of my dead mother, the back of her washing dishes, her busy appearance and her endless love. My fragile heart will experience sadness again and again, and unbearable emotions will not be released. Only tears can comfort my helpless mood.
Now, the banyan tree head in my hometown is gone, the maternal love is gone, the stream is gone, and the pond behind the house is gone. Childhood fantasies and childhood innocence and romance have disappeared without a trace. I can't find the childlike innocence and beauty that have gone away. Returning home is like returning to a strange town. Everything around has disappeared, except the old banyan tree in my hometown.
The past is like smoke, it has passed, and it can't be recalled for a long time. How can distant time soothe lonely hearts? Every bit of memory will always light up the faint homesickness, and the wet wetland will invade your heart and immerse your heart in the infinite chill. The vicissitudes of time, the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and the indifference of the world; Weak human feelings. These days, the feelings between people make you very tired and hurt, make you very tired and tired, and make you feel so cold, so cold!
The old banyan tree in my hometown, you are the place where my heart is warm. Standing in front of you, I don't want to find those beautiful things; Find that fantasy; Find the innocence of childhood; Find those carefree days, but the glitz in the city is like a spring dream, if my heart is tired; If I am confused; If I am confused; If my mood is impetuous, if I feel extremely angry and helpless, dear old banyan tree, I will come back and hug you tightly, let your body comfort me gently, give me warmth, give me strength, and rekindle my cold heart with new hope.