太阳看见了高枝上的果，伸出温暖的手去抚摸。果儿笑了，摇头晃脑，有几分得意。伏在泥土中的根无缘让太阳看到，它埋着头，一声不响，显得有些呆头呆脑。果儿总是得到人们的赞扬，赞歌总是对着硕果吟唱。根儿被人们踩在脚下，人们追寻果的眼光从来也看不到地下。果儿在沉思， The sun saw the fruit of the tall branches, extending a warm hand to touch. If children laugh, shaking his head brain, somewhat proud. The root of the volts in the soil, the sun missed, it buried his head, silent, it seems a bit dull. Fruit children always get people’s praise, hymns always sing fruitful. Roots are trampled at the foot of people, the pursuit of fruit people’s eyes never see the ground. Fruit in contemplation,