My mother said that God will give every baby who comes into the world a seed. The seed will take root in the heart and grow up like a child. . .
In the past, children would have hated this tree, but it has taken over their whole heart, and its lush branches and leaves seem to burst the young heart. . .
Now that the child has grown up, he finds that the tree has long been hollow, and the empty and dark tree hole is like the child's faded heart. . .
The wind blew through the fallen leaves, and the child faced the tree hole in his heart and spoke softly, accompanied by a slight pain in his heart and a relieved smile. . .
Concept: Everyone needs a tree hole