The man was scared away. He smiled at another man, who gave him a handkerchief. Before he could react, the police came with an umbrella, dragged him into the house and threw him a dry dress. He spoke in a language that the police didn't understand, and looked anxiously at the rain outside the window and the rainbow after the rain.
one
The policeman pointed to a poplar tree outside the window and said, Look at the trees in the rain, not to mention you. The trees are silent, no matter how heavy the rain is, the straight trunk will not bend, but will only wash away the dust on the surface. Enjoy the tree.
Being baptized may be a sunny day, a compliment, and more is to grow sturdily after the rain and smile more brightly in the sun.
two
Some trees are like this. They may not bloom or flourish, but they always want their leaves to grow very high and reach the top of the tree. Other trees laughed at him.
Silly, so short, so few leaves, look at the rain, everyone has an umbrella-like crown, but you don't, and you don't depend on others. Someone gave you an umbrella, but you still looked reluctant. Every time it rains heavily, poplars are so soaked, the trees are still not tall and the trunks are scarred.
three
The flowers under the tree moved away, because I felt I couldn't see the lush branches and leaves; The tree next to it is far away, because what you see is bare and there are no trees at all; Birds don't stop when they come, because there are leaves on other trees, and all they see are textures that spread in all directions, right or wrong.
four
Poplar remembers how heavy the rain is, how many things will be blown by the wind, and how long it will take to see the rainbow after the rain. The bird was tired of flying, so it stopped, but the poplar ignored it, and then it rained heavily. Dragonflies came and stuck to her, but poplars pushed her away.
After a while, there was another gust of wind flying back and forth. People walked through the rain, and this time the poplar began to rustle with its leaves, and a gorgeous rainbow hung in the sky ahead.
five
The tree is full of scars, but whether facing the sun or not, he tries to make himself strong. Round after round, he shed his old skin and grew new skin. The new skin may not be as beautiful as before, but he insisted on the constant renewal of the gift of sunshine and rain.
He cried decadently in the wind and rain, but never lost his upward heart. He laughed wildly in the sun, but he never forgot what he looked like in the distance.
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He may not be a towering tree or a flowering tree in the future; He may always give people an impression of weakness and immaturity, and always feel painful and annoying; It is also possible to meet a bad person who is not pleasing to the eye at some point in the future.
I pulled it out and threw it in that place and kicked it hard, or I was lucky enough to meet a kind-hearted man who took him home and poured endless water every day, looking at the sunshine and the natural air that I couldn't smell through the window. But as long as he is here and not dead, he is still looking straight.
The meaning of holding a tree exists in the form of a tree. . .