走过一棵树,我看到了沧桑的存在。从泛黄的叶片到虬曲的枝丫,从树冠梢头单调的鸟鸣到被树根拱起的凸凹不平的土地。清冷的城市街头,雨缠绵地下着,秋风吹过,树便成了一种意象,一种动态地飘摇在生活中的风景。我停了下来,在城市屋檐下,透过迷蒙的小雨,看蝴蝶一样的树叶在空中飘来飞去,稳健的绿和沉醉的黄融在一起,融出了一种活力,这样的时候,再疲乏的思维也会在刹那通达起来。 Walking through a tree, I saw the existence of vicissitudes. From the yellowed leaves to the branches of the song, from the crown of the monotonous bird to the bumpy ground arched by the roots. Cool city streets, rain lingering underground, the autumn wind blowing, the tree has become an image of a dynamically swaying in the landscape of life. I stopped, under the eaves of the city, through the misty rain, watching the butterfly-like leaves floating in the air, steady green and intoxicated yellow blend together, melting out of a dynamic, this time, Then tired thinking will be accessible at an instant.