Wang Mengde's Tree

He doesn't know how he grew up. It turns out that trees, like people, face the same endless benefits.

A riddle full of endless sadness. They can only get temporary relief by being helpless and open-minded.

This is an eternal meditation.

He appeared on the beach more than half a mile away from the village entrance. "I seem to have seen this place somewhere." When he grew up,

After being bitten by a goat, he had such a hazy and warm idea. He seems to see clear water.

The huge pebbles arranged several sharp spins and a little splash for the river without any obstacles.

Sunlight makes the water look bright and dazzling. He thinks this place really needs some trees.

Of course, this is what he thought when he was only one high school student. Now, he is a towering tree. Bark is green, tree

Dry and thick, especially his body is covered with branches and leaves, and many branches and leaves grow on each branch, like a dragon beard.

The crown is loose and huge. He created an amazing and unstoppable world for himself.

Every day, he is busy looking for sunshine and breeze, absorbing water in the soil, listening to birds singing and so on. He gives birth to children every day.

New branches and leaves offer his new feelings to the sky, his shade to the grass and his new swaying dance to the wind.

Sometimes, with the solicitation of leaves, he tells some interesting stories about the alternation of day and night and seasons, revealing a tree that doesn't know himself.

The origin of the tree doesn't even know its own name. In addition, he will be entertained and often come to him to do it.

Guest magpies and crows, domestic finches and owls, bats and butterflies, scarabs and cicadas, and a small snake. So, he

Busy, he didn't think about his past life and the afterlife when he grew up. This life is enough for him to say hello.

He just kept his thirst for water. It has been many years, and the floodplain has basically dried up. maybe

It is because the reservoir is built upstream, or it may be because the canal is built downstream. But he still hopes and believes that one day it will be clear and turbid.

Water will gurgle through. In fact, from the day he dug up the bud, he had never seen water shining in the sun, water

It seems that it should be a memory of his past life. But he only realized that this was his innate good wish.

He never talks-maybe you will ask, can trees talk? Of course, trees also have their own languages. however

The air vibration caused by their conversation has a frequency that people can't hear, and the sound and meaning only belong to themselves.

Five meters away from him, there is a piece of Populus euphratica, which is a stuttering patient. Xiangyang talks from morning till night.

Describe its loyalty to the earth, "My roots grow underground, and I have 5644 fibrous roots, all of which grow underground."

It's my 5643 species plus advantages. "Xiangyang also likes to post news about himself at any time." What about you?

The child didn't notice, did he Look at you! Bald-tailed quail flew to me last night. She said that she had never seen it before.

A beautiful politician like me, she said I was slim and fit to be the pillar of the paradise building. She talks too much, so I sleep.

Yes, she said my snoring sounded like the whistle of a destroyer. Then I sneezed and she flew away. I sneeze.

It was three o'clock in the middle of the night, and the caterpillar often tickled me. All right, you say, you you, tell me what you mean.

Itching? Why, I don't even know about itchiness ... Cooper in the Zhou Dynasty, Gu Song in the Han Dynasty, Gu Mei in the Tang Dynasty and Sophora japonica in the Song Dynasty are the most.

I itch. When they itch, the bark will wrinkle into pieces. I have been close to them for many years. Ask them if you don't believe me

Go, in fact, I am equal to them ... Bai Ge, Song Ge, Mei Ge and Huai Ge have always been my buddies, for sure.

I have several advantages. First, the roots grow down and the stems grow up; Second, the leaves are green; Third, leaves grow in spring.

Deciduous leaves; Fourth, don't move casually; Fifth, never fall with the wind; Sixth, never hide indoors when it rains.

Go in; Seventh, talk funny; The eighth time ... "

The trees didn't answer, and they didn't interrupt when they wanted to answer. They think it's interesting. This is a wonderful world.

There is the sun during the day and the moon at night. If there are clouds, it may rain or thunder. There are birds on the branches and worms on the trunk. Under the tree.

There are lyrical men and women, some urinate everywhere, some like noisy rain and snow, and some chatter endlessly.

While talking, someone closed his eyes with a smile.

He never talks. Other trees said he was dumb, but he didn't admit or deny it. He never felt the need to speak.

Yes, I never wanted to talk. He doesn't know or want to know his speaking ability. Can talk

The problem doesn't exist for him at all.

Of course, he also has his own thoughts, emotions, tendencies, streams of consciousness, dreams and "behaviors". It's that he is passive.

Yes In the morning, his leaves are often covered with dew, reflecting the glory of the morning glow and the shadow of the distant mountains, which is his.

Shy first love. As soon as the sun came out, he immediately put away his wet fantasy. He faced the sun wholeheartedly and sucked.

Collect sunshine and strive to grow. As long as the sunshine is good, he will grow new buds, new leaves and new branches, which will make him feel hard and fast.

Music. This is his deep affection for the sun, and his growth is enough to replace all thanks. He never felt it necessary.

What to say to the sun. Similarly, he never counted his roots and never felt the need to prove his existence to the earth.

The legitimacy, necessity and indispensability of existence.

The most interesting thing is the wind. Feng is an elusive friend. It often gives you a kind and alert feeling.

The new breath adjusts your dense crowd and gives you inspiration for dancing. So he is still gentle with this nameless tree of silence.

Head, or slightly raised eyebrows, or relaxed arms, or happily moving neck, or slim, or swaying, sometimes branches flutter.

Floating on the water like a boat, sometimes leaves gather like smiles, sometimes branches twist like gentle smiles, and sometimes

Hou suddenly stopped and felt more unfathomable.

But sometimes the wind will suddenly make a scene, make a hullabaloo about, crash and launch a fierce attack on him.

Threatened to break his branches, split his trunk, strip all his leaves and blow dry his juice until he was connected.

Eradicate He didn't know, perhaps because of his dull nature, or because the degradation of the language system affected the auditory system.

His fall may be due to his desperate optimism. He never thinks the threat of the wind is serious, he just

I don't believe that the wind is malicious to him. It was in his friendship and tacit understanding with the wind that he got air conditioning, stretched himself and looked forward to it.

I prevented arthritis and eczema, learned soft aerobics and dancing, and exercised xylem, cambium and epidermis phloem. Now the wind

This is just a happy play. I just drank too much or didn't sleep well for days.

Just sleeping. Drunk people often try to stay awake in front of strangers and wave their fists at close friends; People who often suffer from insomnia

I often get angry with my relatives. The nameless tree thinks that the roar of the wind is its own sympathy need, and it is a temporary need.

This imbalance is even an extraordinary manifestation of friendship with him.

He thought he was still calm in the strong wind. At most, he bent down and bowed to the earth. He has long wanted to give it to big.

Bowed quietly, he had long been embarrassed to grow too fast and too tall. He is willing to kiss the grass, and he is willing to pay.

Take a 90-degree bow in the distant mountains. The Japanese will pay a 90-degree courtesy to everyone, but the Japanese are a very tenacious and enterprising nation.

And this nameless tree is not strong at all.

After bending forward, straighten up and lean back. He can't go back 90 degrees because he hasn't mixed up.

The soft work training of the technical group has never been performed abroad. He raised his head slightly, as if he were stretching, as if watching.

Heaven, like daydreaming, roared in the sky, adding a lot of excitement unconsciously.

It is inevitable to lose a few leaves, sometimes a large one. Although he is not without regrets, he never feels heartbroken.

Pain. Leaves always fall, and he is most shy that sometimes the dead leaves of the next year still stay on his branches with great fanfare.

He doesn't complain about the wind because the leaves have withered. He knows that a tree that does not accept dead leaves cannot grow new branches.

Leaves, without winter, there will be no spring recovery and vigorous growth of new students. The wind is helping him update. Why is he angry?

When the wind was too strong, he felt a little shaky, a little sorry and a little helpless. So he twisted with the wind.

Come on, flexible and rough, like a national dance. So, he finally felt a rare dripping wet and bright, and he stood in the wind.

The reputation as a good dancer will be famous all over the world.

It was a pair of older youths who first reported the dance of this tree to human beings (China on earth really appeared from time to time).

A country with a new term. The problem of older youth once troubled China society in the early 1980s. A group of people went to the countryside, by

Unemployed youth who are close to the age of 30 or over due to lack of social opportunities and other reasons have not yet been solved.

Solve spouse problems. The word "older youth" refers to these people. A man paints a movie advertisement in a film distribution company, and a woman.

As the editor of an unknown literary magazine, I sometimes write something for the evening paper, which can make readers forget everything when reading.

Articles. Who knows how they came to this river beach. Xiangyang tried to pose to them and make hair with its round leaves.

A squeak that the human ear can hear. Whenever someone passes by here, Yang Zong will want to jump up, and his whole body seems to sting.

Full of thorns, manic and restless. But the tree can't jump if it wants to. I can only see its branches panting together.

Rest, like an old cow at a loss. When the young man saw the bell-ringing poplar tree, he quickly turned away, and the tree gave him one.

The sense of security reminds him of the breeding stock he raised when he was re-educated in the countryside. The older woman listened to the clatter of poplar leaves,

I couldn't help yawning and drooling a little. Fortunately, she took out a beautiful handkerchief in time and wiped the corners of her mouth clean. she

The way you wipe your mouth with a handkerchief is very cute.

Then they strolled towards him. The breeze Xu Lai, he unconsciously slightly blows. A quiet Xiao.

Sprinkle, a faint tenderness, a humble self-esteem, a simple variety, so that this pair of older young people suddenly moved, one

When you fall in love at first sight, your eyes are intoxicated and you tremble inexplicably, you breathe more evenly. It seems that a lamp suddenly lit up him.

In the depths of our souls.

They didn't say anything at that time, but looked at the nameless tree with a smile. When they left him, they also

Look back at him, look at the beach, the fields and the sky.

Then the young man drew a picture-the dance of trees. The young woman wrote a poem-a dream tree. Later he

Children really love each other and really register to get married. In winter, they will be assigned to the house and stay together forever. But they decided

No children.

"Good morning!" Every morning, young men call young women. "Hello!" The young woman greeted her gently.

Jing is her husband's boyfriend.

They may all think of the nameless tree, or they may forget him after getting a marriage certificate.

But their paintings and poems have aroused people's curiosity, interest and rebellious psychology. All kinds of people began to look for this.

Tree, look at and examine this tree, appreciate and ponder this tree, review and study this tree.

"The serious problem is the origin and variety," declared a plant taxonomist with a dull expression. "He didn't loose, he didn't.

Huai, not pear, not jujube, not poplar, not willow, not peach, not walnut, he is not even Toona sinensis, Ailanthus altissima!

Is this too frivolous, ridiculous, presumptuous and conceited? How did he enter the country? It must be smuggling. ...

It may be a long winter night, and it was foggy that day. He dropped in ... "

"No, no, no, no", a researcher with a lively expression said many "no" in one breath. "This is a plant.

Dashu, he belongs to the 24th century, and our 12 great-grandson will correctly understand his value, which requires a text.

The new value of culture, such as do you know the structure of plants in other galaxies? "

"This tree has a reputation. With fame, everything is fine, even the shit of crows on trees will become fragrant.

Yes "Said a cynical young man with long hair. After that, he took out a folding knife and engraved his name.

In the tree.

"Come and carve here, I welcome it!" Xiangyang tried his best to bow to this melancholy young man with long hair. Young people with long hair seem to understand.

Love picked up a knife and scratched it from the trunk of the poplar tree, then slipped away, splashing a stream of yellow water and soiling the young man's hand.

Young Pioneers went to this tree for a picnic, leaving many crumbs, apple peels and soda bottles. Soda bottles, they won't hesitate.

Take it back for a refund.

The league members went to this tree to collect tree species, and it took a long time to find that the tree had no seeds.

A girl cheated by an ungrateful person hanged herself under this tree, threw her trousers on a thick branch and tied a ring.

Put the ring around her neck. One, two, three, "Qiuci", she fell to the ground and was saved. She gave up the idea of suicide.

Since then, it has been asserted that the tree is rotten. Otherwise, why couldn't she bear her own weight and didn't provide her with a free bridge?

Where is Liang?

A moralist was very excited to hear the story of a young girl giving up on herself in this tree. He said, obviously, this tree

In principle, he saved the lost generation. It can be said that this is not a tree, but a rule and identity.

Board, a kind of track.

Moralists are firmly opposed to wearing suits, long hair, high heels and flowers. He once went to a dance to make a newspaper.

Tell me that the purpose of dancing is to exercise and help digestion, and no other distractions are allowed. Then one time, he was arrested.

He was accused of hypocrisy because he brought public plywood home. So some people say that this tree is a hypocritical "model tree".

There lived a lux fox among the thorns by the river bank. She is a talented and self-taught dancer.

At home, when she dances, she tries to imitate the steadiness of elephants, the majesty of tigers, the heroism of bears, the fierceness of lions and the loyalty of cows. Her dance

Often caused a kind of laughter in distress situation, which made her more proud. When more and more people and animals begin to appreciate the nameless tree.

When dancing, she finally couldn't help it. She shouted, rowed, jumped and rushed over. She wants to perform the dance she is good at.

Perhaps it is really out of hopeless prejudice, "fox!" A child shouted first ... well, yes.

Stones, sticks, chasing, black and blue.

After nightfall, the fox came to the nameless tree. "Isn't this outrageous?

People praise you for dancing. I danced, but I was hit by a stone. "She said.

The tree shook its head gently.

"Are you shaking your head? Isn't this a fact? "

The tree shook its head gently.

"Why don't you answer? Are you putting on airs? People say you dance well, but you just shake your head. This is pure

Come on, tell me what you got! "The fox is a little angry.

The tree still just shook its head gently.

"You think I don't know your mind? You want to be a dance star, but you are too ghost, you don't show your face, and

Don't eat hot food, don't burn your hands. I was convinced by you. Everyone says I'm cunning, but you are a thousand times more cunning than me! "said the fox.

Then, turn anger into laughter.

A photographer came to capture the image of the tree. He spat at the camera first, and then deliberately adjusted the focus right or wrong. Press it quickly.

My hands shook when I opened the door, and I finally took a very novel photo. People are vying for this photographic work. Some people assert that this tree

Suspicious personality.

There were so many birds left that they flew away. The squirrel moved away and the cricket was not in his house.

Singing everywhere. Even the wild bees flew away from him. Wild bees are actually the most timid. In addition to sucking the pulp of leaves and wild fruits, they also

Never dare to stick out their own thorns, but many wild animals often launch preemptive attacks on them.

Finally, the wind refused to take care of it. Feng is an incorrigible liberal. He can blow as he likes. number

Any living thing tries to hinder or guide it. This excessive freedom makes it headstrong, irritable and often useless.

Be furious because of yourself. "Are you all very kind to me? You think it would be nice to piss me off! " It can drink water. "It's all in the way!"

It was also said that it was found that not only every mountain and wall hindered its development, but also every stone and grass hindered its development.

It also makes it unhappy. The nameless tree by the river beach has a good relationship with it, but when he is surrounded by busybodies.

Sometimes, the wind avoids him like a plague.

In the end, there were many little black bugs on him, which looked a bit like aphids, but not exactly like them. Who made him a four-elephant tree?

Where is the tree? Insects are also four unlike.

There were only two bugs at first, then four, then eight, which doubled every second. 15 seconds later, it was six.

Five thousand five hundred and thirty-six, it's 15 second, and the complete number is not clear.

What a disgusting tree, full of annoying bugs! No one patronizes him anymore, and he doesn't know what happened from beginning to end.

Love, but he also gradually understood: "I'm finished." He knew it would end, but he didn't expect it to end.

It's too early. This is outrageous. Goodbye, this world I don't know. Goodbye, naughty wind and rapping Yang.

Goodbye, birds who have sung all kinds of songs for me. Goodbye, stay close to me, not because I am too big.

Yes, I am a stranger to grass. ...

He also thought of that pair of older young people, and he thought their eyes and expressions seemed interesting. He can't understand human beings,

I think it's a little interesting at best. He is more sympathetic to the girl who wants to hang from his branch. He doesn't know what he has.

Yao is wrong, but he believes that he will always be wrong.

But I have had a vigorous growth after all! Growth, this is happiness, thank you for everything that makes me grow up!

So he fell asleep peacefully, and I don't know how long he slept. He thought he would never wake up.

..... How? When he woke up, he was caught in a thunderstorm. The rain washed him clean, and he knew the joy of taking a bath for the first time.

Get rid of all the bugs' happiness. The sound of rain made him dance softly. He hasn't danced like this for a long time. The wind is tired.

He, no longer provides him with the opportunity to dance. That's because of his own bad, his own vulgarity is no longer favored by the wind, he doesn't.

Resentment But the raindrops like tears made him start dancing again. He lowered his head and raised his head again, and his enthusiasm kept him trembling.

Shake it. Rumble ... a thunder, he suddenly shook, only heard a deafening applause and applause, he finished.

A difficult action, and a rolling thunder, rolling around a long, long and slow place. He is covered in water, as if he had it.

It's like the arm took away the water. Surrounded by the fragrance of earth, leaves and grass. Surrounded by rolling thunder, surrounded by flashing.

Dark, blue, yellow, white and black lightning, it seems that the whole world is spinning, collapsing and rising.

There was a loud bang, and the nameless tree tunnel was broken. He seemed to lie on the ground in fear until he looked up.

Come, but watch with him, far away, there is fire and black smoke burning on the crown of the poplar tree. What's going on here? He only felt that his whole body was going to collapse.

Yang Xiang leaned down and was extremely sad. Is this Reggie? Isn't it me who should be struck by lightning? It's me who looks stupid.

Yes, I attracted my ears. But I am covered with black bugs and debris, and I long for lightning, burning and the sky.

No. My dear innocent brother Yang, what's the matter with you?

Xiangyang did not answer, but clapped his hands in the electric fire and was hissed by the rain. Finally, the fire went out,

The smoke changed from thick to light, and Yang sighed.

After a rainy day, the weather is fine, after a series of lively and interesting sunny days. Dry floodplain

Finally, the clear water flows through the dirty pebbles. The nameless tree is covered with weeping willows. Yang Yang, who was injured in Thunder, came again.

Pull out new branches. Birds fly in the forest again, and the wind begins to care for them again. There's a new lover-not an old one.

It was a young age-they lingered here and thought the newly planted trees were more beautiful. They paid no attention to the nameless tree.

The silent tree felt a rare relaxation and he breathed a sigh of relief.

1979 85 years