树是静默者。即使接受阳光的恩赐,让光线化为能量,穿透叶和干,在体内高速奔走,到达树的每一个细胞,树仍然沉默着,舒爽时不会大笑,痛苦时也不呻吟。树接受雨水的滋润,将生命的甘露吸入体内,像洪水在河道里汹涌,像骏马在草原上奔驰,树能够想到万马奔腾的疆场,可以想到热血沸腾的赛道,但是树仍然不会大喊大叫,不会为谁去加油助威,只是一个让你随时都可以忽略的静默者。 Tree is silent. Even with the gift of sunshine, the light into energy, through the leaves and dry, running at high speed in the body, reaching every cell in the tree, the tree is still silent, not laughing when comfortable, not moaning when painful. The tree receives the moisture of the rain, inhales the nectar of life into the body, like the flood surging in the river, runs like a horse on the prairie, the tree can think of the galloping battlefield, can think of the passionate track, but the tree still can not shout Shouting, who will not cheer for cheering, just a silencer that you can ignore all the time.