I saw the tree from a distance.
As it gets closer, its short trunk becomes bigger and bigger. The plain has no end. There will be many trees on the road. Many trees will grow bigger or smaller from the horizon in this way.
This is a lonely tree. Especially now, when night falls. If there is a forest, the trees may feel better when the boundless night spreads out.
Maybe you will say that trees don't understand emotions at all. How can it have a good mood or a bad mood? I am not a tree. I don't know if it is. I know that if a person is faced with the endless darkness that gradually surrounds him, his heart will certainly produce inexplicable great fear.
This is a tree destined to be lonely. He was lucky to grow up standing there. The tree planted there with him may have been cut down and eaten by sheep when he was a child; When it grew into a substance, it was secretly sawed off. Those unfortunate trees were turned by the hand of fate.
Walking on the road with trees is full of comfort. People walking on the road are getting farther and farther away from the starting point, and their homesickness is getting stronger every day. Like people, the higher trees grow in the sun, the deeper their roots. Roots are also nostalgic.
There is a tree in front-a tree that has just been cut down, crossing the road. The car had to slow down when driving around. The wound of the tree is exposed to people's eyes. The leaves on the ground are scattered all over the floor. A little black beetle didn't know that his home had collapsed, and dusk had come. It is still on the green leaves, making a purposeful and tireless trip. Along the vein, it climbed happily from the front of the leaf to the back.
Trees are decreasing one by one, perhaps this is just a tragedy of trees and will not evolve into a tragedy of adults; The disappearance of the forest piece by piece, perhaps this is only the disappearance of green, and will not evolve into the disappearance of human beings.
However, seeing all this, there is always something disturbing and heartbreaking! Woods and green are the most beautiful flowers and clothes on earth. When our human mother is naked, what dignity do we have to live?
There is no forest in front of me, only a lonely tree.
The tree is here, but the forest is not.