I am a ginkgo tree, thirty years old and six, in the circle of ginkgo trees, I am a child, I live in Yanzipo, and these people next to me are my brothers and sisters.

I'm not very good at insects, but I hate moths, they lay eggs in my body, and little bugs are born to gnaw on my leaves; I hate winter, because when winter comes, the golden leaves that I have worked so hard to dress up will fall off.

I like to think, thinking about tomorrow, if I can see something new, for thirty-six years, no matter how beautiful the mountains are, I will be tired of seeing them; I like to talk, but my brothers don't like to talk, and they don't like to listen to me, so I talk to all kinds of birds that pass by, and listen to them tell me where the nectar is sweet and where the people are interesting.

Birds often say, "People are stupid, they don't understand what we say, and they can't hear what you trees say." "It's bizarre, isn't it? I longed for the eaves where the birds said people lived, where there was laughter and laughter, and I wondered when I would be able to go to the place where people were staying. Gradually, this became a long-cherished wish of mine, even though it may never come true.

But I was a little displeased with the presence, for I had seen a man with a shining silver thing called an axe, and cut down a brother not far from me, and I never saw my brother again, and heard the learned bird say, "He will not come back." "This kind of thing happened a lot after that......

For people, I am curious and resistant.

On this day, I was suddenly caught by something on the branch, it was heavy, not as light as a bird, but I could handle the weight.

I took a closer look, it should be about a "person", it was dark, and I couldn't see it clearly. The only person I've seen from afar is the white-bearded man with an axe, this man doesn't have an axe, he doesn't have a beard, he just carries a bamboo basket on his back, I don't think he can cut me, so I'm not very afraid.

He sat down on the pile of leaves that I had fallen, as if he were very tired, and he took something out of his bosom and looked at it, and in a moment he fell asleep, and I was afraid that he would be cold, and thought that if I had someone with the same hand, I would be able to cover him with several layers of leaves.

"Hey, you get some leaves." I tried to talk to him, but he really spoke the same as the birds, and I couldn't hear it, and I was slightly disappointed.

Until he grabbed a few handfuls of leaves and spread them on himself. Did he understand? Perhaps, this person is different.

In the middle of the night, I don't know if he's talking to me, humming something, it's funny. In the morning, he woke up, and what he said to me, I don't remember exactly, but he probably meant to thank me, and he said that he was a "scholar", and as for what a scholar is? What is he going to do? Alas, it's too complicated to understand.

I tried to talk to him, but he didn't respond. I wasn't disappointed at all, it was fake, but I was satisfied that he was able to thank me, even though I didn't do anything.

As he was leaving, he tore off a strip of cloth and tied it to my branch, and then he bent down at me and shook his hands forward.

A few steps away, the scholar returned, and this time he tore off a strip of cloth and tied it to another branch, saying, "Be thoughtful, it's all right." ”

Looking at these two strips of cloth, it seems that I don't fit in with the surroundings, but I like it, because I am supposed to be different.

Later, the white-bearded man with the axe came again, and he had an extra cotton coat on him, and this time, he came up to me, and I stared at the axe in his hand, thinking that I should get out of here in a daze when I was dying. I just can't bear the birds, in another month, the weather is warm, they should come back, unfortunately, I can't see them again, I remember before they left, I asked them to help me see how the ginkgo trees in the south grow, now, I can't know anymore......

I waited for Whitebeard to cut me off, but he didn't do it, he touched the strip of cloth on my body, twisted his beard and said, "Oh~ It turned out to be this tree, what these scholars do is really incomprehensible." ”

He turned around and went on my brother, and several times in a row, I was spared. Later, other tree cutters also came, and when they saw me, they also took a detour.

I guess it's because of the two strips of cloth on my body, which are the amulets that the man gave me. I want to see him again and thank him, even if he can't hear him. When spring came, I asked the birds to keep an eye on him, but I couldn't tell what he looked like, only that he was a "scholar", so I had to give up.

After a long time, the buds on my body became emerald green leaves, and some of them bloomed in the evening, and this time of year was my happiest time, and I would attract many colorful butterflies. But this year, I couldn't be happier, because there were so many fewer of my kind around me, except for a few farther away. All around, only he was left, quite lonely and sad.

Until another day, Whitebeard appeared in front of me with a large number of people, which was the most I had ever met at one time in my life, about six or seven!

They were all dressed in similar coarse cloth clothes, and the one at the head was dressed in a long shirt, the material was different, the figure was straight, and the complexion was ruddy.

"Brother Shu, Brother Shu, Zou kept his promise, and I came to see you, Brother Shu."

I remembered, it turned out to be the scholar who carried a bamboo basket and tied a strip of cloth for me. If I have a hand, I would like to make a gesture to you to repay you for the grace of your amulet.

"Old man, what about the other trees around here, why is there only one tree brother left?"

The old man smiled flatteringly: "Master Zhu of Ping'an Prefecture spent a lot of money to build a academy, and we cut some ginkgo, willow and the like to sell, and the price given is not low, but it is much less labor-saving than burning charcoal to sell." Old man, I remembered your instructions and didn't dare to touch the tree tied with strips of cloth, and I warned the little ones not to hurt it, otherwise a few heads would not be enough for the official to cut off! ”

The few people in coarse cloth clothes laughed: "Old man, my master doesn't care about the beheading!" The scholar couldn't help but smile, and said: "Brother Shu, Brother Shu, you will be lonely if you are rooted here like an independent person." It's better to let Zou take you to the capital to enjoy a rich life, and it won't be prosperous for you and me to get acquainted. ”

The scholar's speech is always crepe, and I can only understand half of it. He said to take me out of here, I don't have a problem, and even if I don't want to, I can't stop his enthusiasm.

Later, they walked slowly, and after about half a year, the new shoots on my body grew into leaves like duck's paws; Wait until the leaves turn from tender green to golden; When they fell off me, the old man led another group of men.

This time, the scholar didn't come, but the people who followed the scholar last time, and I remember how they looked.

I was so frightened that I didn't know what they were going to do, so I couldn't help but close my eyes and faint......

By the time I woke up in a trance, I was no longer in the little corner of the swallow slope that I was familiar with.

At this point, I was rooted in a completely unfamiliar place. Except for a large piece of loess under me, the rest are all gray-white stone bricks that are not very smooth, how can such things store rainwater? Look around, there is a big house next to it, there is a house four zhang away from the west, there is one of the largest in the north, the terrain is slightly higher, there is a carved pattern outside the house that I can't see clearly, I just think it is very exquisite, I don't know what kind of wood those door frames are made of, I don't want to know, what does this have to do with me? Two feet to the side was a chic gate, and I was just to the left of it, and the rest of it was blocked by a white wall. I felt ashamed of myself as the only tall plant here, but I couldn't help but think that it was winter, and I was so slick that I didn't deserve to stand here.

Where exactly is this?

I haven't seen a few people in the place where I am, and even if there is no sound, the world outside the white walls is so wonderful that I can't help but be drawn to it. I saw people gathered around to watch people play monkeys; There are those who come together in twos and threes to speak; There are also a few separate hurried ...... Although it is inevitably noisy, it is really lively.

"The master is back!"

I came back to my senses, and "master" refers to scholars. I saw a scholar wearing a robe and striding in front of me.

"Brother Tree is here!" He caressed my bark and branches, "My new house is a little smaller, and I have wronged my brother." Hey! Looking at it this way, Brother Tree is no different from last year today, but it's a pity that the leaves are good, these minions don't know the meaning of 'turning yellow ginkgo biloba leaves all over the ground, and suddenly succeeding in shocking the world', so they didn't bring the leaves back, Brother Shu is not strange. In the future, although Brother Shu is here to stand tall and green, Zou will be able to repay the grace of saving his life that day. ”

It turned out to be his home, and the feeling of nervousness and inferiority disappeared in an instant. Feel his hands, which are far smoother than the bark on mine, teasing me slightly on my branches, sniffing the familiar scents of him. It's like I'm supposed to live here, like the seat under me isn't mine!

Although those two strips of cloth are enough to repay my unintentional life-saving grace, since you have brought me to this flowery land, and fulfilled my long-cherished wish, then what harm will I keep your Zou family from the intrusion of evil spirits and demons.

At sunset, the sun shone brightly, and a person and a tree seemed to have made some unknown contract in the southeast corner of this courtyard.

The servants walked by, and at first they thought that their master was in a demonic disorder, and they were talking nonsense with a tree, but when they looked at it, they thought like a painting, for fear that it would be a great sin to disturb them.

All are quiet and admire from afar......