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People have their own forests.
In other words, man himself is like a forest.
There are low shrubs, dense trees that resist the sun, parasitic plants, occasional birds perch, and bees building nests throughout spring, summer, autumn and winter.
Some small forests are far away from large jungles and insist on living in the center of the desert, digging into the center of the earth to get water to create their own oasis; some are willing to wither and die in the desert.
The boundary between forest and forest is sometimes close and sometimes far, sometimes close and sometimes far.
In some forests, the first ones to stretch out are soft vines, intertwining with one of the other's branches, slowly getting closer, and slowly merging; others send out the hardest branches, the vigorous ones, to rob others of their sunlight and water sources, and even extend their roots to enrich themselves by absorbing nutrients from others.
The jungle tectonic plate of society can be much more active than the earth tectonic plate.
They are constantly changing and colliding, even if they are covered in ravines and defeated miserably, they don't care, and they are bound to expand their territory.
Motto: The strong are fearless