That green shouldn't be here.

It's a forgotten wasteland, with only useless weeds popping up from the ground for a while, and when they get bored, they shrink back into the dirt. Without flowers, butterflies and bees would not dance here; Without big trees, birds don't stay here; These useless weeds could not drown the claws and hooves of the beasts, and the beasts were not interested in roaming here. There are just useless, lifeless weeds, and even the morning sun and rain and dew try to escape from here - this is already a forgotten land.

But a seed has come here, perhaps it is the food lost by a passing bird. But the seed still germinated. The weeds were surprised to find that this seedling was different – it was a tree!

The tree didn't know anything yet, it just wondered why the weeds around it always smiled maliciously: "You will grow into a big tree in the future!" What a pity. ”

The tree wondered, "This is something to be happy about, why is it a pity?" ”

Weed said, "There will be no other trees in this place, you will be a lonely tree." ”

The tree said, "Why am I lonely? You're right next to me. ”

"You are a tree," said the weed, "and you should have grown tall and big, to bring shade to people, to make birds settle on you, to make fresh air every day, but you have come here, in this forgotten place, and it is useless for you to grow tall and big, because you are of no use." Moreover, you will grow so tall in the future that you can't even hear us speak... If I were you, be smart. Don't grow any longer, just as tall as us, and talk to us every day, not too pitiful......"

The tree was silent, something it had never known.

The weeds laughed again: "Don't grow any more, it's good to be as tall as us!" ”

The tree stopped talking, his roots sucking a mouthful of nourishment out of the soil, his leaves stretching out vigorously, and he tried to stretch himself upwards.

The weeds laughed: "You grow, you will be a lonely tree." ”

As time passed, the weeds had lost interest in the mocking tree, for no matter what the weeds said, the tree did not speak, but grew taller and harder.

When the weeds tried to talk to the trees again, they were already tilting their heads.

Weeds shouted: "You're tall, but it's useless, this place has been forgotten." If you go a little higher, you won't be able to hear us. ”

The tree said, "No need to listen. ”

The weeds said, "Why do you have to grow so tall?" ”

The tree said, "Because I am a tree, and all trees are very tall." He whispered, "It's not the same as grass." ”

The tree is already tall, he can see the sunrise earlier than the weeds, and he can enjoy the rain and dew earlier than the weeds. He rarely speaks, unless the weed has something to say to him, the weed will shout hard, and the usual whispered conversation is no longer heard by the tree.

The tree was lonely, the weeds didn't lie to him, he saw far away, and what he could see was only weeds.

The trees are so tall now that no matter how much the weeds talk, they can't hear. Weeds are still just weeds, and trees seem to have been stereotyped into trees.

"And then what?" The tree is lonely, but he doesn't regret growing so tall, "Because I'm a tree, and the tree is tall." ”

After a long time, the tree seemed to become a little sluggish, and he could no longer grow taller. "And then what?"

"Oh! I just found out there was a tree here. ”

The tree heard a sound, followed by a strange touch on the rough bark. It turned out to be a bird.

The tree said, "Hello, I am a tree." ”

The bird said, "Oh, I know. But I didn't know, there was a tree here, and my family told me not to fly here, and they said there was no place for me to rest. ”

The tree said, "Then why did you fly here?" ”

The bird said, "Because I am a bird, and birds are meant to fly everywhere." What about you, there was no tree so tall here before, how did you grow so tall? ”

The tree said, "Because I am a tree, the tree should be so tall." ”

The bird said, "Yes." But I'm leaving. ”

"It's been a long time since anyone has been able to talk to me," said the tree, "and the grass is so short that they can't hear me." ”

"I'll tell my buddies that there's a tree here, it's tall and it's fun," the bird said. ”

The tree smiled, "Thank you." Please bring me a seed of a flower the next time you come. ”