What can best record a person's growth is the wrinkles left at the corners of his eyes after the silent years pass, while what can remember a small tree changes is the rings of the year in the trunk.

In this year, this little tree has three rings of annual rings. The little tree is neither big nor small, about ten feet tall. It is not very big in this forest because there are many towering trees abound. But it is not small, because there are countless saplings under the shade of this little tree, growing vigorously like this little tree before.

At this time, the leaves on Mu Ming's body rustled in the breeze. Mu Ming forgot everything else. From that day on, Mu Ming thought that he would have been rooted in this place, growing here, and declining here for the rest of his life.

In the past three years, Mu Ming has witnessed too much prosperity and withering.

I saw a thousand-year-old tree blooming extremely vigorously in the summer of the year, which made the area where the old tree was located not feel the heat all summer. However, after a autumn wind blew, the fallen leaves of the tree withered overnight, and then fell to the ground after a storm. At this time, the old tree was bare and looked extremely bleak, as if a youthful boy suddenly only had a little sparse and white old man left, and he grew old overnight.

When Mu Ming looked at the old tree, he felt a little desolate. Will he be like that one day, and he will decline again after a prosperous period.

The little tree turned into by the name of the wood also saw countless sapling partners like themselves constantly drawing nutrients from the earth every day, greedily approaching the direction where the beams scattered.

For this reason, some friends were entangled and fought, especially when the wind blew, the noise was the most, and countless tender leaves shaking off.

However, this is not the case here. Because Wood Name lives under a very lush old tree, it is strange that there is only Wood Name, a sapling under the old tree. Therefore, when the wind blows, Wood Name, the small tree is even more swaying and looks very lonely.

Day by day, year after year, suddenly fifteen years have passed, and the leaves of the old tree above the head of the wood name have also begun to wither.

"Hu...Hu..." A strong wind blew, and countless leaves fell, and these leaves also had a trace of green leaves. These are green leaves in spring, but they all died at this time.

This old tree shivered in the wind, as if crying, and seemed to be reluctant to leave life.

After a long time, the wind stopped and almost all the leaves fell. There were only a few branches with newly opened leaves hanging on them, but it looked even more desolate.

Seeing this, Mu Ming felt heartbroken. This old tree has been with him for too long. He doesn't know when this old tree existed. He used to complain that this old tree had blocked his sunshine and wind and rain. But slowly, Mu Ming also understood that this old tree has been sheltering him from the wind and rain, so he grew the most vigorous among the many small trees.

But at this moment, I saw the old tree losing all its vitality in the spring that should have been full of vitality, and it seemed extremely fragile in the gentle spring breeze.

An indescribable feeling came to my heart.

I saw all the sunrise and sunsets, the bright moon hung high, the stars all over the sky, and after the dark night appeared, I saw all the clouds in the sky, and kept flying towards higher places in the sky. Mu Ming looked at these scenery at this time, but didn't know what he was thinking about.

The tree transformed by the wood name consciousness no longer has the curiosity she had at the beginning and the curiosity about everything. The only thing that remains unchanged is that the wood name cannot express its own feelings, but can feel the climate change of all the surrounding scenery.

When the weather is hot, your own leaves begin to spread, swallowing and spitting out the water absorbed from the ground. When it is cold, close the leaves to resist the severe cold.

The name of the wood begins to sprout in spring, and when the wind blows, the buds bloom. Then in a summer, the branches and leaves stand lushly in this forest. After the autumn frost falls, the leaves start to turn yellow with the autumn wind. Then the fallen leaves return to their roots and begin to become brittle after the heavy snow in winter. After a long time, they finally turn into soil to cover the surface.

When these instinctive consciousnesses were not aware of these names, they did not know about them at the beginning, but instead followed the old tree.

I learned it slowly and could not forget it. It seemed that only by doing this can I live longer.

This year, autumn has come, earlier than before, so many fallen leaves are a little green in the flying leaves.

Looking at the fallen leaves, Mu Ming thought of the withered old tree in the spring when he had eighteen rings, but the old tree slowly lost its life in spring and turned into a rotten wood in the next few years.

The sky is still the same day, what remains unchanged is the stars in the sky, the mountains are still the same mountain, quietly leaving there, time is not invading, the water is still the same water, still reflecting the clouds in the sky, and the tree is still the same tree.

However, the only thing that changed is that the wood name has thirty rings. During this year, the branches and leaves of the wood name have become more lush. Countless branches are born from their bodies and stretch out to the outside, making the outside world greener.

However, it was also during this year that the old tree no longer sheltered the name of the wood.

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

Mu Ming wanted to stop all this, but found that he could not do anything and could only watch all this life.

But when the light appeared in the sky, Mu Ming saw the old tree that fell to the ground and saw the sparse roots of the old tree. It was not as many as he imagined. Mu Ming felt a little heartbroken.

For a period of time afterwards, Wood Name was extremely sad. When the wind blew, the leaves on Wood Name's body kept rustling, as if telling the sadness in Wood Name's heart.

During this period, Mu Ming suddenly became unaccustomed to countless lights scattered on him, and he didn't like the endless wind and rain that invaded him.

At this time, Mu Ming missed the old tree even more, but the old tree had already begun to decay at this time. After it fell to the ground, Mu Ming couldn't bear to look at it. It seemed that he had guessed what Mu Ming thought, and the old tree was decaying faster.

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

The friends around me no longer fought after this, and no longer fought for such a small spot. Each partner grew extremely lush, but everyone suddenly became quiet and seemed to have something to worry about.

When the wind blows, the tree no longer bends, and when the rain falls, the branches no longer break.

Mu Ming saw all this. At the beginning, Mu Ming wanted to say something, but he just couldn't speak, and he didn't know how to speak.

Gradually, Mu Ming got used to this way of survival.

When Mu Ming had forty rings, Mu Ming's life changed and he was no longer so lonely.

Because two little birds built nests on their branches. Every morning before dawn, the two hardworking little birds began to look for the softest grass leaves or feathers to weave their nests.

Mu Ming suddenly felt that this kind of life was very interesting. At the beginning, the two birds went out to find food together and then came back with some tender grass. Then one of the slightly larger ones began to carefully knot the grass leaves in their mouths with their small mouths, and then picked up the other grass leaves and kept wrapping them around the joints.

At this time, the other one was combing the feathers next to him, and was very careful. From time to time, he looked at the weaving results here, and then shouted softly, as if he was encouraging. The bird was even more vigorous after hearing this call.

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

After that, the two birds often played on the branches, sometimes chasing and sometimes playing. Before the morning light appeared, they flew out of the bird's nest to start foraging, and then frolicked back to the bird's nest at sunset.

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

Therefore, the branches where the bird's nest is located grow even more densely.

Mu Ming looked at the two birds on their branches and did not feel monotonous, but felt very novel.

Although these two birds didn't know that Mu Ming was looking at them, or it didn't matter, Mu Ming thought so. In fact, Mu Ming was happy that these two birds could know their existence, not as simple as a single tree.

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

On one morning, only the slightly larger bird flew out of the bird's nest and then landed on the branches not far away to wait, but there was a hint of expectation 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 and took a look.

Then the two of them chirped for a while and then flew away, but the screams woke Mu Ming up.

Mu Ming was a little puzzled, but when he saw a light green bird egg in the nest, Mu Ming was very happy.

Because the result of my waiting for a long time finally appeared, but Mu Ming was still waiting quietly.

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

Mu Ming was even more happy inside, but he was even more looking forward to it.

Finally, the third one appeared, the fourth one appeared, and the fifth one appeared in the end.

However, after waiting for two days, the sixth one still did not appear, which disappointed Mu Ming, but then he felt relieved and thought to himself that he was greedy.

Two days later, the smaller bird no longer went out to find food with the bird, but hatched eggs in the nest every day. The second big bird came back more times every day. Every time he came back, he would hold a bug in his mouth for the little bird to eat. Then he made a fuss at the nest for a while and then beat him up again. He would only come back when the sunset was gone, but he still had a bug in his mouth.

Every day after that was repeated like this. At first, Mu Ming was still patiently waiting for the emergence of a new life, but after a few days, Mu Maze began to feel anxious.

At this time, Mu Ming began to hope that the little bird would fly out of the bird's nest so that he could see if the changes in the five bird eggs were showing signs of breaking the shell. However, the little bird seemed to have taken root and stayed quietly in the nest every day to hatch eggs.

Before, Mu Ming could no longer feel the loss of time. The only thing that impressed me was the change of the driver and the change of his own color. However, after this, I felt that the time was very long. I don’t know how many hundreds of years passed. Mu Ming was very excited and his colleagues felt impatient.

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

At this time, Mu Ming felt that he was trembling. It was because of the wind. Mu Ming was not clear. Because there were a few more small lives on his branches, they were furry and had a little yellow corner of his mouth. It was obviously because he had just hatched, and his eyes were big but he had not opened it yet.

Seeing this, Wood Name couldn't help but close all the branches and leaves on the branch, resisting the wind and protecting several chicks.

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

However, as the young birds grow, their appetite increases. At this time, Mu Ming really hopes that more bugs will grow on his body, so that the birds will not have to fly far away to find food.

It is a very pleasant thing to watch the birds grow up. However, on one day, the two birds went out, but only the slightly smaller bird flew back, and the other one did not appear again.

Mu Ming was a little worried, but was just comforting himself or silently comforting the bird, just getting lost. However, seeing the bird with a sad look, Mu Ming always had a bad premonition.

In the evening the next day, the only one of the birds came back, and the big bird was missing, and Mu Ming's heart was a little trembling.

On the third day, the fourth day, the fifth day...every day after that, only the bird flew back in a single shape, and Mu Ming felt silent in his heart.

Mu Ming thought of something, or he had thought of it for a long time, but he was just unwilling to admit it in his heart.

However, Mu Ming could not see the sad look of the bird feeding the chicks, because the children's appetite was getting bigger and bigger, which made her no longer have time to remember the past. Perhaps she would only remember the past when she was alone.

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

Soon, at the end of summer, the autumn wind blew from afar, and all the five chicks could fly.

On this morning, several birds began to flap their wings with the fallen leaves. It was a little unnatural at the beginning, but under the chirping of the birds, several birds were able to fly freely.

But when the morning light appeared, a few birds circled over the bird's nest for a few times and flew into the distance. Soon, they disappeared.

For some reason, Mu Ming suddenly felt very disappointed and felt faintly sad. Mu Ming thought of the old tree that protected him, because this feeling was the same as when the old tree withered, which made him feel very sad. Mu Ming looked at the bird nest for a long time, and then carefully wrapped the bird nest with branches, hoping that one day...

What changed is that the old tree seemed to be its elders, while the birds were its children. What remains unchanged is the feeling of being closely related to itself and being extremely close.

Time flies so fast that Mu Ming can't remember how long it took. Mu Ming did not watch his annual rings, but only remembered that he fell into yellow leaves five times.

It seems that everything is back in the past, feeling the changes of heaven and earth alone, and the four seasons alternate.

In the autumn of this year, the bird flew back alone and stopped on the branches. Its eyes were a little sad, but there was a hint of recollection.

But when the bird nest was still there, the bird suddenly started to scream happily.

After hearing this sound, Mu Ming suddenly woke up, and the leaves were spread all over his body, as if he was welcoming his child back. But when he saw this bird, Mu Ming suddenly felt a deep pain in his heart. The bird's feathers were no longer as bright as before, and his voice seemed very tired.

After a long time, the bird flew gently into the bird's nest. After walking back and forth for a few times, it was still as strong as before. The bird called out a few times again, then quietly closed its eyes, as if it was asleep. 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, Mu Ming did not hear the birds singing or flying in his memory. Instead, he saw the bird sleeping quietly in the bird's nest, squinting his eyes, extremely peaceful.

"Why......"
To be continued...