That year, Mingyao loved to sit by the classroom window and look at the evergreen maple tree outside the window. The maple tree grew out of the cracks and grew into a "towering" tree with a blue iron sign hanging on it. Only then did Mingyao know that it had a history of 150 years. She had always thought it was an evergreen tree. Until autumn, when she accidentally glanced at the maple leaves while taking notes, she felt a kind of desolate beauty, and she couldn't take her eyes away for a while.
When she came back to her senses, the maple tree was "evergreen" again, and she thought that the dead wood would become spring again.
Years later, the girl will always remember holding her chin on that rainy day and writing in the corner of the notebook: The maple tree outside the classroom is evergreen all year round, will it be sunny or rainy tomorrow?
And he likes rainy days.
Intention: I hope that no matter the direction of things, we will work hard or try to change it