没有叶脉相同的两片树叶,每一片叶都是一页独自的历史,虽然它在无际的青葱中总是难辨,但一阵风,从树上抖落下来的却是那么清晰一片,摇曳颠簸的似孤舟,寻着彼岸的归宿。乘着突然强劲的风势,它想一个翻腾,重新躺靠在历久的树枝上,奈何一瞬后仍然这般无力地颤跌下来。放心安歇吧!等着你的是温暖包容的泥土,你埋在里面会觉得舒服,太阳在那方未曾死去,甘霖更要经常滋润你的身,光和水沁得你焕然一新,于是有机会时,你自然再要披上嫩绿的衣裳。在那堆黝黑惨黄的泥土里,我隐约可见你凋残的叶形,直至你完全腐毁埋没之后,我仍知道你还是存在。于是我突然悟到枝上的绿叶,原来是污泥的再造,而一摊残垢的土壤,根本就是充沛着生命的绿色。人的生命岂会异于叶,从新绿转为微黄, There is no leaf vein the same two leaves, each leaf is a page of history alone, although it is always difficult to distinguish in the endless green, but a gust of wind, shaking off the tree is so clear, swaying bumpy Like a boat, looking for the destination of the other side. Riding a sudden strong wind, it wanted a churn to lie back on the long branch of a tree, but it fell so weakly in a flash. Rest assured rest! Waiting for you is a warm and inclusive soil, you will feel comfortable buried in it, the sun has not died in that side, more often to nourish your body, light and water Qin you have a new look, so there is a chance , You naturally have to wear green clothes again. In those dark and trashy soils, I can vaguely see your withered leaves until you completely ruin the buried, I still know that you still exist. So I suddenly realized that the greenery of the branches turned out to be the rebuilding of sludge. However, the soil of a residue scale was simply the green with plenty of life. How can human life different from the leaves, from the new green to yellow,