I am an old banyan tree.

I am an old banyan tree.

I am an ordinary old banyan tree, and it looks so ugly. I slanted in front of the farmer's house, and the rough old skin is my coat. Although I am not as tall as a poplar tree; there is no beautiful green beauty; no many friends are with me; only a few grasses under my feet are partners of my life, but my life is still very exciting.

- Author's note

spring

The spring girl came with a light footstep. There are a lot of dark red packets on my branches, which slowly become my fruit - eucalyptus money. My fruit can be enjoyed by people. In the anti-Japanese war era, my fruit can give people hunger and save a lot of people's lives. After a few spring rains, my fruit became old, and a spring breeze blew, my fruit fell to the ground, breathing the smell of the earth, slowly sprouting new leaf buds.

summer

The hot summer sun is coming. When I was in the hot sun, I could provide people with shades. When people are tired of work, they can enjoy cold under my body, drink water and rest. When children are tired, they can enjoy ice cream under my body. Even the puppies of the farmer’s family came to my shade to enjoy the cold. In fact, I still have a huge contribution to absorb carbon dioxide and give up enough oxygen in my body.

autumn

The fruitful autumn is here. My leaves began to turn yellow slowly. After a few autumn winds, my leaves left my arms. I looked down at my life partner, and the grass slowly turned yellow and withered. I looked into the distance and saw the farmers harvesting in the autumn. I think of "the red is not a ruthless thing, turned into a spring mud to protect the flowers." Although I am not a flower, my leaves are also the nourishment of the earth.

winter

The snowy winter is coming. I was covered in white clothes, and I couldn’t see my partner at my feet. Some naughty children smacked the snow on my body, and the fluttering snow fell, and the children laughed innocently. If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Lonely me, still growing in front of the farmer's door, living year after year, I think I live a wonderful and meaningful.

The second day: Yu Qianxiang