Introduction
A girl fell in love with a tree.
An ordinary ordinary girl, from junior high school to high school, has experienced all kinds of work, and the scene of falling in love at the age of eighteen, the cumbersome family and the attitude of getting along with people in society, the test of work and the direction of life, the longing for dreams and changes in reality, the attitude of living quietly and the confused work on the road, and the confusion of inner emotions.
I remember saying, I want to sleep under a tree.
The cool wind blew through my white clothes, and I just lay on the green grassy hillside with my arms pillowed on my head. The big tree on the hillside blocked the dazzling sunlight, and the leaves looked as clean as being washed under the sunlight.
The tree I like is the big tree that grew next to the podium in junior high school. It is like a pure thirty-year-old girl.
At that time, the blue sky, white clouds, golden sunshine, and cool green, and we wearing clean white sports uniforms were all the purest colors in the best-decorated study time.
But I don't know where to start telling the story. Should I start from leaving the junior high school campus, leaving the big tree that I love deeply, or starting from the first person I met in high school. I can't find the beginning, and I don't know the ending yet.
This is the life I now start working on. I have many scenes I want to tell you, and those fragments are recorded in my diary. Some sadness, some envy, some loneliness, some nostalgia, and some indifference. Even sunny days, cloudy days, rainy days, typhoons, the weather every day, and the trivial things in ordinary life, I am willing to record them. I want to live poetically, and no human fireworks can stop me from living a life full of enjoyment. My classmates said that I have forgotten many things I said in junior high school. Now I am afraid of losing these beautiful memories of my student days that I have now. Those words that I cannot speak to others and that others cannot understand, I can only tell you here. Please forgive me for being blunt. There are also some punctuation marks that I should use, such as question marks and exclamation marks. I think those are very emotional symbols and I don't want to use them. I don't know much about rhetoric and idioms. I just tell the story I want to tell you according to the language of my own life. But I try my best to revise every word and sentence so that readers will feel the words are clear.