The best record of a person's growth is the wrinkles left in the corners of the eyes after the silent years flow, and the memory of a small tree is the circle of annual rings in the trunk.

In this year, this small tree has three rings, the small tree is not big or small, about one zhang high, in this forest is not very big, because hundreds of towering trees abound. But it is not small, because under the green shade of this little tree there are countless small saplings that are just as strong as this little tree was before.

At this time, the leaves of Kina's whole body rustled in the breeze, and Kinawa forgot everything else, and from the day he consciously thought that he would be rooted here, grow here, and decline here for the rest of his life.

In the past three years, Muming has witnessed too much prosperity and decay.

I saw a thousand-year-old tree blooming incomparably vigorously in the summer of a year, which can be described as covering the sky and the sun, so that the area where the old tree is located can not feel the heat throughout the summer, but after an autumn wind blows, the fallen leaves of the tree are all withered overnight, and then all fall to the ground after a wind and rain, at this time the old tree is bare, it looks bleak and abnormal, as if a young and vigorous teenager suddenly only left the old man with a little sparse white hair, who grew old overnight.

When Ki Na looked at the old tree, his heart was a little desolate, whether he would be like that one day, and then decline after a prosperous time.

The small tree that Ki Na had transformed into also saw countless sapling companions like himself constantly drawing nutrients from the earth every day, greedily approaching the direction where the beams of light were scattered.

For this reason, some friends are entangled and fighting, especially when the wind blows, the movement is the largest, and countless young leaves shake off.

However, there is no such situation here in Kina, because Kikina lives under a very lush old tree, and it is strange to say that there is only a small sapling under the old tree, so when the wind blows, Kina's small tree is even more wobbly, and it is very lonely.

Day after day, year after year, fifteen years passed in an instant, and the leaves of the old tree above Kimina's head began to wither.

A gust of wind blew by, and countless leaves fell, and these leaves still had a trace of green leaves, which were green leaves in spring, but at this time they were all dying.

The old tree shivered in the wind, as if it was crying, and it seemed to be reluctant to give up on life.

After a long time, the wind had stopped, and the leaves had almost all gone, except for a few branches with a few newly opened leaf buds hanging from them, but now they looked more and more desolate.

Seeing this, Mu Ming felt a heartache in his heart, this old tree has been with him for too long, he doesn't know when this old tree has existed, and he used to complain that this old tree covers his sunshine and rain, but slowly, Mu Ming also understands that this old tree has been sheltering himself from the wind and rain, so he will grow the strongest among the many small trees.

It's just that at this time, I saw that the old tree had lost all its vitality in the spring that should be full of vitality, and it looked extremely fragile in the gentle spring breeze.

An indescribable feeling came over me.

I have seen all the sunrise and sunset, the bright moon hanging high, watching the stars in the sky, hanging in the dark starry sky after appearing in the night, seeing all the clouds in the sky, and constantly flying higher in the sky. Kikina looked at the scenery at this time, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

The tree that Kina's consciousness has lost its original curiosity, its curiosity about everything, and the only thing that remains unchanged is that Kikina can't express his feelings, but he can feel all the scenery and climate changes around him.

When the weather is hot, the leaves begin to open up to absorb the water absorbed from the ground, and when it is cold, the leaves are closed to ward off the cold.

The woody begins to sprout in the spring, blooms when the wind blows, and then in the summer, the leaves stand luxuriantly in the forest, and when the autumn frost falls, it begins to turn yellow with the autumn wind, and then the fallen leaves return to their roots, and after the winter snow covers, they begin to become brittle, and finally turn into mud to cover the surface after a long time.

These instinctive consciousness trees didn't know it at first, but they followed the example of the old tree.

Slowly I learned it, and I can't forget it, and it seems that only by doing this can I live longer.

This year, autumn came, a little earlier than usual, so that many of the fallen leaves flying in the sky still had a little green in them.

Looking at the fallen leaves, Mu Ming thought of the old dead tree in the spring of the year when he had eighteen annual rings, but the old tree slowly lost its life in the spring and turned into rotten wood in the following years.

The sky is still that day, what remains unchanged is the starry sky, the mountain is still the mountain, quietly leaving there, the years do not invade, the water is still the water, still reflecting the clouds in the sky, the tree is still the tree.

But the only thing that has changed is that Kina's thirty years of growth rings, and during this year, Kina's branches and leaves have bloomed more luxuriantly, and countless branches have been born from his body, stretching outward, making the outside world greener.

However, it was also this year that the old tree no longer sheltered the wood name from the wind and rain.

On a stormy night, the old tree fell to the ground, and its roots churned out of the soil.

Kimina wants to stop all this, but he finds that he can't do anything but watch it happen.

But when the sky was bright, Kikina saw the old tree that fell to the ground, and saw the few roots of the old tree, which were not as numerous as he imagined, and Kikina felt a little heartache.

For a period of time afterward, Kimina was extremely sad, and when the wind blew, the leaves on Kimina's body kept rustling, as if to tell Kimina's inner misery.

During this time, Kimina suddenly became unaccustomed to the countless rays of light scattered on his body, and he didn't like the endless wind and rain to intrude on him.

At this time, Ki Na misses the old tree even more, but the old tree has begun to decay at this time, and the appearance of the old tree after falling to the ground makes Ki Na unbearable to look at it directly, as if he guessed what Mu Na thinks, the old tree is decaying faster.

Soon, countless dust was scattered among the fallen leaves in the woods.

The surrounding partners have stopped fighting since this incident, and they are no longer fighting for such a small spot of light, and each partner has grown extremely luxuriant, but everyone is suddenly quiet, and it seems that they have something on their minds.

He no longer bends the tree when the wind blows, nor breaks its branches when it rains.

Mu Ming saw all this, and at the beginning Mu Ming wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth, and he didn't know how to open it.

Slowly, Kiena also got used to this way of survival.

When Kina's life changed when he had forty rings, he was no longer so lonely.

For two little birds had built their nests on their branches, and every morning before dawn the two industrious birds began to look for the softest blades of grass or feathers to weave their nests.

Kina's life suddenly seemed interesting, and at first the two birds went out to forage together and then came back with some young grass, and then one of the slightly larger ones began to carefully knot the blades of grass in his mouth with his small beak, and then picked up the other blades of grass and wrapped them around the joints.

At this time, the other one was combing the feathers next to him, and he was also very careful, looking at the weaving results here from time to time, and then calling softly a few times, as if encouraging. When the bird heard this, he worked even harder.

Finally, the bird's nest was completed, not big or small, and there was still a lot of space after the bodies of the two birds squeezed in.

After that, the two birds often frolicked on the branches, sometimes chasing, sometimes fighting, and flew out of the nest to start feeding before the morning light appeared, and frolicked back to the nest at sunset.

Sometimes he still looks for those little bugs on Kimina, which makes Kimina very grateful.

As a result, the branches of the tree where the nest was located grew more densely and imperceptibly.

Kikina looked at everything on the branches of the two birds themselves, and did not feel monotonous, but felt very novel.

Even though the two birds didn't know that Kinawa was watching them, or that it didn't matter, Kinawa thought so, and in fact Kina was happy that the two birds could know about their existence, not just a tree.

However, Kikina gave up after thinking about it because he didn't know how to communicate.

One morning, only the larger bird flew out of the nest and landed on a nearby branch waiting, but there was a hint of anticipation in the bird's eyes.

After a long time, the birds in the nest also flew out, but the birds in the distance flew back to the nest to take a look.

Then the two chirped for a while, and then flew away, but this cry woke Mu Ming.

Kinama was a little puzzled, but when he saw a light green egg in the nest, Kimina was very happy.

Because,The result I've been waiting for for a long time finally appeared.,But Kinawa still waited quietly.。

The next day, there was a second egg in the nest, which seemed to be slightly larger than yesterday's.

Kina's heart is even happier, but he is also looking forward to it even more.

Finally, the third appeared, followed by the fourth, and finally the fifth.

However, after waiting for two days, the sixth still did not appear, which made Ki Ming a little disappointed, but then he was relieved and secretly said that he was greedy.

Two days later, the smaller bird no longer went out with the bird to feed, but hatched eggs in the nest every day, and the second big bird came back more often every day, and each time he came back with a worm in his mouth for the little bird to eat, and then after a while of making noise around the nest, he flew again and beat it again, and only came back when the sun went down, but he still had a worm in his mouth.

After that, it was repeated every day, and at first Kinama waited patiently for a new life to appear, but after a few days, Kimana's heart began to get anxious.

At this time, Kikina began to hope that the little bird would fly out of the nest, so that he could see if the five eggs were changing, and whether there were signs of breaking the shell, but the little bird seemed to be rooted, and stayed quietly in the nest every day to incubate the eggs.

Before Kina, he couldn't feel the loss of time, and the only thing that impressed him was the change of the driver, and the change of his own color, but after this incident, it felt like the time was very long, and I don't know how many hundred years had passed, Kimina's heart was looking forward to it, and his colleagues also had a feeling of impatience.

Finally, after twenty-one days, the little bird suddenly flew out of the nest and circled around the nest a few times before disappearing.

At this time, Ki Na felt that he was trembling, whether it was because of the wind or not, Ki Na didn't know, because there were a few more small lives on his branches, fluffy, the corners of his mouth were a little yellow, obviously just hatched, and his eyes were big but not yet opened.

Seeing this, Mu Na couldn't help but close all the branches and leaves on this branch to resist the wind and protect a few chicks.

In this way, the chicks continue to grow under the nurture of their parents.

But as the chicks grow up, so does the amount of food they eat, and at this time Kinama really hopes that more insects will grow on his body, so that the birds don't have to fly far away to feed.

It was a pleasure to watch the birds grow, but one day, when the two birds went out, only the smaller bird flew back, and the other one did not appear again.

Ki Na was a little worried, but he was comforting himself, or silently comforting the bird, just getting lost, but seeing the bird's somewhat sad eyes, Ki Na always had a bad premonition.

The next evening, only the bird returned, and the big bird was nowhere to be seen, and Kimina's heart trembled a little.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day, every day after that, only the bird flew back alone, and Kikina was silent inside.

Kikina thought of something, or rather thought of it a long time ago, but he didn't want to admit it in his heart.

However, Kinawa couldn't see the sad eyes of the bird that nursed the chicks, because the children's food was getting bigger and bigger, which made her no longer have time to grieve and remember, maybe only when she was alone would she remember the past.

Fortunately, this bird has a strong predatory ability, and there are more and more bugs on Kina's body, so several chicks grow healthily and grow well.

Soon, at the end of summer, the autumn wind was blowing from afar, and all five chicks were already able to fly.

On this morning, a few birds began to flap their wings as the leaves fell, which was a little unnatural at first, but with the exchange of chirps of the birds, the birds were soon able to fly freely.

But when the morning light appeared, several birds circled over the nest a few times and then flew off into the distance. Soon, it was gone.

I don't know why, Ki Na suddenly felt very lost in his heart, and faintly sad, Ki Ming thought of the old tree that protected him, because this feeling was the same as when the old tree withered, so that he was very sad in his heart, Ki Na looked at the bird's nest for a long time, and then carefully wrapped the bird's nest with a branch, hoping that one day

What has changed is that the old trees seem to be their elders, and the birds are their own children, and what has not changed is the feeling of being closely related to themselves and extremely close.

Time flies, Kikina can't remember how long it was, and Kikina didn't look at his own rings, only remembered that the yellow leaves fell five times.

It seems that everything is back to the time before, and I feel the change of heaven and earth and the change of seasons by myself.

In the autumn of this year, the bird flew back alone, and stopped on the branches, with a sad look in his eyes, but there was a faint sense of nostalgia.

But when he saw that the nest was still there, the bird suddenly called happily.

When Kinawa heard this voice, he suddenly woke up, and the leaves of his whole body were open, as if to welcome his child back, but when he saw this bird, Kimina suddenly felt a pang in his heart, and the bird's feathers were no longer as bright as before, and the cry seemed very tired.

After a long time, the bird flew gently into the nest, and after walking back and forth a few times, he found that it was still as strong as before, and when the bird called a few times, and then quietly closed his eyes, as if he was asleep, and Mu Ming did not shake the branches and leaves on his body, for fear of disturbing the bird.

So, the night was surprisingly quiet.

When the morning light appeared, Kimina did not hear the chirping of the birds in his previous memory, nor did he see the birds flying, but saw the birds sleeping quietly in the nest, squinting and peaceful.

"Hey"

After looking at it for a long time, Ki Ming suddenly sighed.

After a sigh, Kinama seemed to have aged a lot.

Thirty years in Hedong, forty years in Hexi.

It's probably been too long, a lot of things have changed, and a lot of scenery has disappeared.

When Kina's more than fifty years of growth rings were over, Kimina seemed reluctant to wake up.

Over the years, his companions have withered, countless fallen leaves have fluttered in the autumn wind, and the weather seems to be even colder, even though it is autumn, Kina's body feels a little shivering, maybe he is old.

Countless fallen leaves were piled up on the ground, constantly rotting, and those fallen leaves contained old friends and their own, and the whole forest seemed to be much older, and the smell of decay was permeated everywhere.

This year,Ki Na seems to be a little powerless.,When spring comes, I can't sprout in time.,In the summer, I can't hold up a lot of branches.,In the autumn, I did scatter the sparse fallen leaves on my body early.,In winter.,I'm falling into a deep sleep from time to time.。

Finally, there are more than 150 rings of Kina, this year Kiena has woken up when spring comes, and early sprouts, just into the summer when it has been leafy, more vigorous than ever, Kina's heart is very happy, but there is some regret, when the autumn wind blows, the leaves still do not fall, when the winter snow comes, there is still no leaves, no fallen leaves.

At this moment, Kikina thought of the very old tree when he was young, and the old tree was also blooming incomparably luxuriant.

Mu Ming had no joy or sorrow in his heart, and suddenly felt a little relieved, but he was a little nostalgic, thinking of the old tree, thinking of the big tree that protected him, thinking of the birds on his branches, thinking of the eyes and tired cries of the birds after they flew back, thinking of his old partner, and thinking of himself, and thinking of himself as Mu Ming, his grandfather, his brother, his mother, and his father.

I thought a lot of about the past, I thought about a lot of enlightenment, and I thought a lot more

There is no whirlwind, this world is still continuing its own pace, but Kimina's consciousness has already floated out, quietly looking at the old tree above this old tree, as if looking at himself.

The old tree has been more than 150 years old, in this tree species, it is considered to be very long-lived, the roots of the old tree are a little bent, there are many branches, and there is a trace of a bird's nest on a certain branch, which is deliberately made by the name of the wood, but the grass feathers that weave the bird's nest have been decayed and weathered.

Soon, spring came, and the tree still had the leaves from the shoots grown up last spring, not falling off, but not sprouting either.

The tree seemed to be eternal and unchanging, and the years could not change its color.

After a long time, Kimina's consciousness flew higher in the sky, and soon disappeared into the sky.

When the name of the tree disappeared, the old tree suddenly turned into powder, and countless powders flew and fell, or fell to the ground and turned into dirt, or flew away with the wind, or fell to the lake, or fell in the stone stitches.

It seems that the old tree is the only balance in this world, and when the balance is broken, then this world will no longer exist, or perhaps the world is too tired.

On the Mingdao futon, Mu Ming slowly opened his eyes.

(After writing this chapter, I felt a little sad in my heart, and I thought a lot and thought a lot.) ）