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Tree War

December is always so cold, with a gust of cold wind stringing around the campus. Evergreen cypress trees in four seasons are like people who are about to fall into the lake, shaking their bodies with their arms open. It rained for several days and the playground was wet. Seeing a pool of water on the ground, I had to doubt whether there had been a flood. When early winter came, the campus had become much thinner. I have been caught in the rain for several days, and it makes me look thinner and smaller. There is a feeling of extremely desolation. But fortunately, there are several evergreen cypress trees in four seasons. Walking out of the classroom, I was already shivering coldly, but the cold wind hit me crazily, as if trying to kill me. I complained about the cruelty of the wind in my heart. Tighten the collar, walk to the playground, and inadvertently find that several evergreen trees have fallen down. It suddenly occurred to me that when the flag was raised on Monday, I announced that I would build the playground. Looking at the fallen tree, I quickened my steps and walked there. When we got there, we found that there were many birds standing on the branches after a careful look. Their cries were sad, and we didn’t know whether they were lamenting or cursing. Every sound was like a sharp sword, which stabbed me hard and pierced my heart. I feel my heart is cool, and I doubt the bleeding action. When the birds saw me coming, they all called: monsters are coming, monsters are coming, everyone runs away. And flew to the roof as fast as possible. The chopped branches were piled up in disorder. Looking at the leaves cleaned by the rain, I finally understood the rain for several days, which was to give the tree a bath as much as I could. Looking at it, I think of the appearance that flowers and grasses are connected with it in spring and form a small garden: I think of the appearance that it opens its hands to shade us in summer; I think of the appearance that autumn reminds us warmly to protect our eyes; think of the way it adds color to the campus in winter. I was suddenly very sad, and my conscience broke. When the cold wind blows, I don’t complain any more. I just don’t want to be killed. Because I really want to be blown away by the wind like dust and disappear in this world. Dear Tree, don’t say goodbye. I left quietly. Looking back, all the birds flew back to the tree from the roof. I think I am holding a mourning meeting, but I am not qualified to attend. Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. Yesterday and Today, Wu Jiang’s… Be a person who never stops growing up Teacher Lily coughed with a strong nasal tone when she was in yoga class. Maybe it’s uncomfortable, she has less demonstration action today,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 13, 2018) January 13, 2018: Yesterday, my sister and nephew Little David didn’t come to the Dongwan village of jinjiaba where my mother and I stayed temporarily,… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 12, 2018) January 12, 2018: The day before yesterday, I said, “my mother will go to Kunshan tomorrow.” However, yesterday, my mother did not go to Kunshan…