海南。文昌。铜鼓岭。一棵历尽沧桑的老椰子树,被遗留在海陆交界处的高岗上,像一位年迈却堪称健硕的王者。捋着晨风迎着初日,永不疲倦地,鞠身做虔诚的礼拜。海浪一重一重涌来,又一波一波退去。那一行行稍纵即逝的隐形文字,记录着传说中,椰子家族的迁徙之路。据人们研究,椰子的老家在炎热的马来群岛,成熟后的椰子掷落海中,随波逐流(想象中有点载歌载舞的样子 Hainan. Wenchang. Tongguling. A long history of old coconut trees, was left at the junction of sea and land on the high post, like an elderly but could be called a strong king. With the morning breeze facing the first day, never tired, Ju doing devout worship. Waves come in one heavy and another wave of receded. That line fleeting invisible text, recording the legendary, coconut family migration path. According to people’s study, coconut home in the hot Malay islands, mature coconut throwing the sea, drifting (imagine a little singing and dancing look