2012, Fuzhou Forest Park, thousand-year-old trees, green lakes. I remember this place, I remember this place, this is my home. I whispered.
Although this is my first time to Fuzhou Forest Park, my first time seeing this thousand-year-old tree, and my first time sitting by the lake. However, it feels so familiar and cordial. This is clearly the place where I grew up, and it is clearly my hometown.
But at that time, the tree was not so big, and there were many lotus flowers planted in the lake here. This is my Ziyang Qing Palace, my father calls me Ziyang.
More than 800 years ago, the year I was born, my father built the Ziyang Qing Palace and named me Ziyang.
The long lake is filled with lotus flowers, and the faint fragrance of lotus floats on the surface of the lake. There are two banyan trees growing on the edge of the lake, yes, two.
More than 800 years have passed, and only one banyan tree is left. It is still there, and it is growing well, with lush branches and leaves, and a handsome body. The lake is still there, but its shape has changed a bit, and the lotus flowers are gone. Yes, more than 800 years have passed. Including its original age, it is a thousand years old. My eyes are a little moist.
Where did the other banyan tree go? In fact, another banyan tree of about the same size was cut down by my father and made into a bed.
Ziyang, if you can find that bed and put it in the museum in Fuzhou Forest Park. Everything will be fine. Let that ancient bed and the thousand-year-old tree be together, let them reunite. . .