The green in front of me is full of life, the growth of everything is slow and steady, and in the wind, those leaves, or the caterpillars lying on them, are swaying with it.

The rhythm of life is like the boundless ocean, where every drop of the sea is flowing.

Animals eat plants, hunters kill prey, die, cycle, everything grows, withers.

Like the steaming water vapor on the sea, it gathers into clouds, condenses into rain, and falls into the sea again.

Chen Xi began to look at everything in front of him intently, spring went to autumn, he didn't know how old he was, he looked at the grass in front of him, yellow and green, and the plants in it changed one stubble after another, and those flowers bloomed everywhere, but they were no longer the beginning.

Gradually, Chen Xi felt that it was difficult for him to see the flowers in front of him, and what followed were the leaves, and the leaves of other trees, he grew taller.

Unlike other trees, he has very few leaves, and he is a willow.

Between the trees, he saw the competition between the trees, the trees climbing each other for a little bit of sunshine, just to grow taller.

He didn't do that, the sunlight that shone through the gap was just right, and of course, Chen Xi didn't grow very tall.

Winter is the driest season, the meadows disappear, and although there is no snow, most of the seeds are buried deep in the ground.

On the bare ground, only some autumn leaves remain, and even the trees have mostly become bare.

But Chen Xi didn't, he was very strange, the willow tree should be a deciduous plant, of course, it is not excluded that the willow tree in Ionia is a little different.

With an extra winter, Chen Xi gradually grew taller, and as the years accumulated, he began to surpass the surrounding trees, and his willow branches could fall from more than ten meters of the ground.

When spring came again, some flocculent matter was sprinkled on him, and it was catkins, a sky full of catkins.

Inevitably, Chen Xi began the continuation of the race again, but among the flying flotsam, it is estimated that it is rare for one to take root and sprout.

I don't care about this hope, Chen Xi has grown taller, he has begun to stand out in the forest, some animals have begun to find him, some squirrels, or birds, Chen Xi happily accepted them, in fact, he can't refuse.

Spring is short, autumn is coming again, Chen Xi found a young shoot in front of him, a very small sapling

Perhaps it was the first time it experienced autumn and winter, which made it look a little haggard, and the branches were a little sluggish, and it looked like it would be eliminated according to the rules of nature.

Chen Xi recognized it, this may be one of the seeds of his own child that flew out with the sky full of flocculents.

Chen Xi began to use wicker to shield the sapling from the wind, which was something that Chen Xi could rarely control himself.

The willow tree, perhaps the most suitable state for Chen Xi, hangs down, occasionally letting the morning dew into the surroundings of the sapling, moistening the land, and occasionally some leaves are sprinkled and turned into soil fertilizer.

Time passed slowly, and the saplings survived the first winter, after which they began to grow vigorously.

After that, Chen Xi began to pay attention to the dying animals and plants around him, and began to help them as much as he could.

Sometimes it's a grass, a grass that has been eaten by insects, or a sapling, not a willow sapling.

Many of these saplings survived, but a large number of them still died.

Gradually, Chen Xi felt his powerlessness over these, the cycle of life is the law of nature, and it may not be a good thing to go against the sky.

But after more than a year, Chen Xi gave up on this matter, watched those plants that could not survive die, and knew that there was one squirrel that had always fallen on him.

I don't know what animal has bitten the hind legs and blood is bleeding.

Chen Xi felt the passage of life of this cute little guy on his body, he thought that he could watch such a natural elimination, but he couldn't.

A willow branch fell on the squirrel, some water slipped from it, and the green sap was full of vitality, which was the only thing Chen Xi could do.

Chen Xi gradually became able to control his body a lot, and after he matured, he began to meditate, as a tree meditation.

Although he has not been able to grasp the essentials, and all his experience as a human being has been invalidated, his own vitality has become more and more intense.

This brought the trunk of the tree that he should have been in the withered back to life, and gradually grew taller.

At this time, Chen Xi was already a lot taller than the woods, his willow branches covered the surrounding range of dozens of meters, and more trees grew under him, all of which were saplings moistened by him.

Those trees also had the same strong vitality, because they couldn't grow like Chen Xi, they began to store their vitality and turn it into fruit.

The squirrel made its home on top of the willow tree, and it occasionally went to eat a fruit, but most of the time it would snuggle up to the willow tree or go out in search of something else to eat.

Chen Xi noticed that the color of the squirrel's coat gradually changed, the tail hair became fluffier and shinier, and the pigsty showed a colorful glow.

The change of the squirrel surprised Chen Xi, plus these fruit trees, aren't these spirit trees and spirit fruits, and spirit beasts?

Chen Xi began to wonder if he had traveled through time or entered the environment, he had not used his life force to save other beings for a long time.

Until a fox arrived, a white fox with thick white fur on its body, but also with a hideous and terrible wound, the wound was covered with blood, but it was not caused by any living being!

It should be a spear, with intelligent beings around, most likely humans!

This was Chen Xi's first thought, he looked at the fox, and the fox also looked at him, his eyes revealed longing, and a light of wisdom!

Chen Xi gradually moved, but the fox's injury was far more serious than that of the squirrel, and it was about to enter the last moment of its life.

Even so, Chen Xi still chose to rescue it, countless wickers hung down from the trees, overtime dogs and squirrels wrapped around them, and gradually pulled up from the ground and landed on the branches.

Countless essences of life seeped out from the willow branches and entered the fox's body, and gradually, its wounds slowly healed.

Half an hour later, the wicker slowly loosened, and the fox lay quietly on the trunk, looking at Chen Xi gratefully, but the weakness of its body made it motionless.

After a while, Chen Xi's tall body saw more uninvited guests, extremely familiar figures, a group of human beings.

Extremely primitive looking humans, they hunted for a living, and their weapons were spears made of stone, one of which still had blood on it.

They saw the fox and tried to throw a spear at it, but it was stopped by the wicker, and for a moment the crowd was panicked and noisy, and after a while the crowd fell silent, and one of them, led by a slightly older man, knelt on the ground, and after a while of prayer and left.

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