I am familiar with the wilderness passing.
There is only a tree stand quietly, and I had to ignore its growth. Distances in the helpless, I imagine it to childhood as when a seed may have suffered a scare on, when a large number of brothers and sisters so that a bird swallowed hard, and it is next to fall from the bird beak in order to escape from bad luck. In the process of escape if he started the dream of their own?
Not have access to something, it39s gone through so dumb buried silent time, perhaps to forget, unfortunately, is the best choice. Now, before it is in my profile to the silent era to grow. Looking it? Durian Baiyun where trees village water Huancui may have escaped the scourge of the brothers and sisters?
I feel the shadow of its stubborn pain hit my imagination, every inch mark at the foot of a heavy land. Its roots in underground tunneling indomitable, root hairs of the sucker chanel earring away from the abstract and water, efforts to branch upward, lifting the leaves of a green tree, how much they like the countless pairs of bright eyes, the pupil of the eye Renli water wave jumping flame.
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