is a holiday, but teachers need training, which takes place in a school.
The school is newly built, with new teaching buildings, new sports fields, new multi-purpose halls, and the greening is of course new. However, among the green summer scenery, there are a few big trees that are obviously old. The two of them could no longer grab the largest one. It must have been very old.
But there was no green on the branches of this tree, only the thin branches were left, extending blackly toward the sky above the fourth floor, cutting out some weird shapes in the cloudy sky that day.
If the branches are full of green leaves, even at noon, the sunlight will be difficult to penetrate, I think.
Take a closer look and you will see that the bark of ancient pine trees is different from that of pine trees. Unlike ancient fir trees, the bark of fir trees in the south of the Yangtze River is mostly vertical strips with brown rag strips, which look like pine trees. As the trunk grows, it sheds its outer bark; it is also different from ordinary peaches, plums, apricots, willows and poplars. The texture on the slightly gray bark is horizontal wrinkles, thin, dense, and even, just close together, spreading out in layers but not in a messy manner, showing the years on the face of the elderly man. .
This is a precious tree, I think. Judging from the age of the tree, it should not have been artificially planted, but transplanted into the wild mountains. It should have been domesticated by a nursery.
In the mountains, it should be the king of that area, with birds building nests and singing among its lush branches and leaves. The squirrel will run up and down the tree trunk, while the little muntjac will follow the mother muntjac and gently close its curious eyes and salivate among the fallen leaves under it.
Mushrooms among the fallen leaves, mushrooms on the grass, miscellaneous trees on the grass, it on the trees, the sky above it. The wind blows, the leaves sing... everything is beautiful in nature.
And then - someone noticed its beauty, and then it was uprooted. Its collapse must be earth-shattering: it is like this for all life it supports or is familiar with it.
Its roots were tied with straw ropes and then transplanted to Miao Puli, where there were many large trees similar to it.
Then it became a commodity, waiting for trade...
Then it finally came to the campus... and then...
I saw a lot of colorful bags hanging on its thick trunk, connected to small tubes, tied Under its bark: people are still working hard in the last moments, trying to infuse it with and , hoping that it will regain its vitality!
I saw that it was planted between a hardened cement field and a semi-hardened granite road, and its base was very wet: I understood that the excessive moisture and the ground being too airtight suffocated the roots of the tree due to lack of oxygen: and then The roots begin to rot.
and then it finally died.
I think a tree is most likely to be full of vitality when it grows up in nature. When people transplant a tree, they must be careful. The bigger the tree, the more ancient the tree, and the older the tree is.
Even if you hurt a root, people don’t know what will happen next!
