Ceenaissan

Ceenaissan

I seem to have felt his floating soul...




Maybe he forget the distant homeland, forget where birds, butterfly dance, the spring breeze and rain and dew, his heart is not here, difficult to leave their homeland; Maybe he was digging in the modern machinery of that moment, that moment as the eternal Dream beauty pro hard sell, the fate of the doomed his life accident;


May be the land barren, his roots were broken short can't absorb moisture into deep within the earth, although not far is "using" the stream flowed back not come back again; Perhaps, in the hot summer, the hot sun exposure, only then a spoonful of water, gives him a little cool and refreshing, wetting his roots, he can still be strong to send out new branch Dream beauty pro hard sell; Maybe, and maybe more...... The nameless, heightening the deadwood, become more prominent.


So far, the scenes dazzling deadwood still deeply imprinted in my mind,. In that day, however, the lingering imprinting is deep in the mind a chance. That afternoon, km cultural promenade public fitness center flower-stand edge, the crowd surrounded. Look at the tree in the center of the flower bed, a child asked: "grandma, how the tree didn't leaves Dream beauty pro hard sell?" Grandma heard next to look, "yeah, such a big tree, a shame", the expression with a sad and sorry.


Yes, that is a tree has presented the pale tree stem one hundred trees, bald, naked, even with several branch, a few thin wood easily support with his body. Is already a branch residual skin faded, there is no life. He is at the core of flower bed, should have the flourishing, vibrant, single tree forest, shelter for people, providing shade, however thick trunk is dead now.


This moment, He is not a natural aging and fell in the forest, still can clearly see his skin smooth and round, grinding excitation didn't have the time in his torso formed on the vicissitudes of life, there are only a faint, dull and lonely quietly. He'd age, life should be very long, why suddenly home? Leaves us is a kind of helpless thinking!