The sentence describing the sprouting of trees is a metaphor for people.

1. Walking on the forest path, wormwood, which is taller than one person, is lush, dotted with various flowers, smiling in the wind, and the red strawberry agate is appetizing and can be picked and eaten in your mouth. A golden pheasant flew out of the grass, and a large area of Pinus tabulaeformis forest was splashed with green dye, which was green in the sun. In the face of Shan Ye and Lin Mang, you can shout at top of your voice, or sing a Shaanxi opera.

This grove is surrounded by crops, including corn and potatoes. There is a cornfield in front of my grove. When the corn is almost ripe, naughty children will steal it and bake it. To this end, I often climb trees to hide and look after my cornfield. Dense branches and leaves hide me well and won't be found by others. That kind of feeling, really a bit like the police catching thieves, very proud.