The Shadow of the Tree Falls into My Arms

The young man jumps under the tree every day, trying to pick the golden fruit hanging high on the branch - it is the bright fruit that symbolizes love in legend. He fell countless times but could never reach it. One afternoon, he finally gave up and sat down against a tree tiredly. At this time, the ripe fruit fell naturally and rolled gently into his arms. The shadows of the trees sway gently: What you insist on does not belong to you, and what truly belongs to you does not need to be fought for.