Trees

On the school bus, most of us look outside the window. I do not know what they are looking at. For me, I watch trees^^

I watch their beautiful leaves, branches, barks, rings and their roots. I watch dappled shafts of light which struggled through the tree canopy. I watch them standing or swaying in the wind, or sometimes receding fast from my view, however, what the trees are always doing is growing. Whenever I try to listen to their gradual, steady and cautious growth, I am taught to look at the world through patient eyes. This is my perfect beginning of every new day.

In retrospect, I seemed to have such fascination and emotional attachment to trees since young. There were a stunted date tree, a small fig tree and a massive walnut tree in the yard where I lived and spent all my kindergarten time. Blackbirds always came to search for a safe place to rest the night away when the yard was growing dim. It was also the time I had to go back home after giving the last glance of this everlasting scene. The scene was the epitome of my nostalgic memory which was filled with adventures--secretly climbing the tree, getting stuck up there, dyeing my skirt with the green peel of the walnuts and showing off my collection of the finest fallen leaves. Additionally, I was inclined to dream to have a "house" outside my real house, and a tree house was of course my most imaginary ideal one~~

Now, in this lovely Garden City, I am brought to a higher level of awareness and greater appreciation of the plants, especially, trees, around us. It is simply because that they are so flourishing and totally different from the trees in China. They are not flowers, but, believe or not, they are blooming every single second(and they are really like magnified broccoli!!!). Meanwhile, I know they are communicating with each other, tangling and dancing. Moreover, the most appealing scene is that they drink water like cattle when there is a sudden pouring rain...

I love trees.

Stop where we are, take a deep breath and slowly take a good look at the greenery around. We may be amazed. Our "tree-time" may persist in our fast-paced life...