One leaf and one heart.

Life has become more tenacious after a severe winter. But I, born in the cold of spring, had an early taste of the cruelty of reality and the hardships of survival! All this tells me that some things are doomed to change, perhaps, persistence, is the best choice, ha ha, this is the only way, because I am a weak spring bud!

Thanks to the sunshine, it not only melts the ice and snow, but also makes me taste the smell of spring. Through the crystal dewdrops, I finally saw myself, and in the solitude, the green seemed so lively and bright. At this moment, I was moved by myself! Originally, loneliness can also imagine tenderness, difficulties can also shape themselves, fortunately, I am a bright tender leaf.

It seems that heaven and earth have changed in one night, and before I recover from the cold memory, I already indulge in the warm spring breeze, and the beauty comes so suddenly, all this is like a dream …... There is no need to think about it, so freely enjoy the warmth of spring and the comfort of the breeze, I know that I am still a green leaf.

Look around, full of colorful, flowers occasionally, I have been infatuated, all this is so wonderful. And I, without the fragrance and delicacy of flowers, without the freedom and joy of the wind, without the tenderness and unrestrained of water. Who am I? I am just an ordinary green leaf!

Like swaying in the wind, which makes me have a feeling of flying, although I know I can't get rid of the shackles of the branches, but even if it is a slight swing, it can also cause ripples in the heart! However, tonight's wind deviates from the former gentleness and destroys everything with torrential rain. At the moment, I don't know how much longer I can hold on, and whether my life will end because of it. Well, what's there to be afraid of? I'm just an ordinary green leaf.

For a long time, I was awake in a ray of morning light. The fallen flowers and the green leaves that should not have withered draw a sad picture, which seems to warn all living things that life is so fragile and fragile in front of nature! I feel like a lucky guy, because I can still have a clear understanding of life at the moment. In the endless desire, the original survival is the king! I am so glad that I am an extraordinary green leaf.

Every wind and rain is a baptism, a test, a period of growth! Thus, from spring to summer, from summer to autumn, from immature new green to mature yellowish. At this time, I feel as uneasy as in early spring, and a kind of inexplicable sadness arises spontaneously. I guess this may be a long journey, a spiritual journey, or a return, a return of life. Well, anyway, I'm just a shallow yellow leaf.

Once, has been eager to fly, this is the inner monologue to freedom! Now, when it comes to a choice, there are too many reluctant to give up. Do not give up the hometown that gives me nutrition, the branches that give me life, and those companions who have gone through joys and sorrows with me.... Too much of the past has proved that it is not necessarily you who control your own destiny, and the freedom you have always wanted is not necessarily true freedom. No matter who you are, even a mature yellow leaf!

Fate, once again gave me to the wind, perhaps there are too many considerations about parting, really leaving is not so sad. On the contrary, I hope to go further with the wind, of course, it is just hope, the hope of a yellow leaf.

Perhaps, the more beautiful it is, the more short it is. Can not stay in the wind, do not feel the pleasure of flying, so, I quietly into the arms of the earth! In the scattered leaves, it is impossible to feel the value of existence at all. I wonder if I will sleep peacefully with other fallen leaves until they are rotten. Is this my destiny? No, my intuition tells me that my value is much more than that, even though I am a withered leaf!

Time, I will slowly integrate into the earth. The harshest season of the year has crept in. Suddenly, I was delighted to find that I could surge freely in the pulse of the tree, from the root to the tip. Wow! I am so moved that I can't believe that I have transformed from a leaf into a tree! Originally, the long persistence is to accumulate more majestic strength, it turns out that the ice in the middle of winter is to give birth to a stronger life, it turns out that the bud of early spring is the beginning of a wonderful life, do not despise everything that appears in your life, even if it is a withered leaf.

Ordinary life can also forge an extraordinary self, the moment of despair may also be the beginning of hope, you can ignore my existence, but you do not underestimate my value! Whether I am a leaf or a tree.

(Wen / Han Tianyu / tr. by Robert Taylor)