Village head east, quanzhou YaKou, two of the shelter forest covered by two solidly plastered over the men looked at, outside the environment all round, total kua the two shelter forest, east to the wind, west block to keep erosion, rural this small basin round and missing.
Only then know, quanzhou brook of a tree has shriveled half outside leakage, drafty Cen nectar. The village has food and clothing, household without rich without benefactor,... . Several people in the country in tree uprooted half of tree planting trees, but is not a viable, everybody knew that no frost can kill, had to tell children living peacefully. I'm from the village, keeping out of this tree ancient precept, ever since.
As a kid, I this tree worship and intimidating to approch it, already is in the game to its roots, inadvertently indifferent to honorits head, then, quietly left. Now I'm back to the total village head tree, sit a while, clap its trunk, looked up at the sharpening the withered like swords, think about its story treetop.
Summer night, outside blacksmith, village XiaoXiFu, a group of the village, the tough specimen twist of fate, in this tree staged a tragedy. Results the blacksmith hammered seriously injured by and the night disappear, somehow, dead or alive; XiaoXiFu dragged home, the second annual after next baby died; The tree was struck by lightning in the night, and then die in half. Ins and outs, and more details, only the tree in the clear. The story I heard most qing, remember the most prison is the daughter-in-law against the cry of the night sky: how do I!
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