The Fairy Tree 7

The little girl seems to have not yet learned to speak clearly, holding the trunk of the tree babbling for a while, but did not say any complete sentence, and finally just stared at the tree fairy grinning broadly, childishly called out: "A Zhang." The next moment, the original dry sky suddenly fell heavy rain, the previous dullness and stifling will all be driven away, so painful, so cool. As if that is a praying for a thousand years finally get what you want dripping sound. *** The years that followed were like the good old days all over again for the tree fairies. In the shade of the stretching tree, he quietly waited for the occasional appearance of the girl, for her to drive away the mosquitoes, shade and send cool, but also the nine hundred years between what I saw and heard picked properly with her to speak. The girl has no memory of her past life, is just an ordinary child, only as he told these are fun legendary stories, and the tree fairy does not care about this, and when she is a little older, but also gently teach her to recognize words and read poetry. Each poem, more than nine hundred years ago had been patiently taught to him. Unfortunately, this repetition includes the part that is not quite to one's liking, as the girl grows older, the perception of the tree fairy is also declining day by day, and when she reads to the middle school, she can not hear or see him. Sometimes even the girl herself will be confused, about the gentle fairy all the memories, is not like other adults see her when she was a child playing with a tree, said that is just a child's fantasy? But even if everything in the past has disappeared without a trace, the girl still often go to the tree, a look up to see the luxuriant canopy, it seems to be accompanied by an old friend, very peace of mind. The young girl does not know that the tree fairy is actually always there, every time just looking at her from afar, they already feel satisfied. Even if his situation has changed back to the old days, no one around can see his real body, full of words can not be said. But, no longer feel lonely. *** Twenty years have passed since the tree fairy reunited with her. The former little girl grew into a good girl with a high ponytail, looking for a busy job that requires running all over the world, the days are going by in a blaze of glory. But she always comes back every once in a while, to her hometown, to meet with her family, and to see this balsam fir tree. She can't change her strange habit of talking to this tree since she was a child, and every time she goes out and has any experience, she has to talk to this tree before she is finished. "A Zhang, I have this strange problem, when I see something new outside, I always think of telling you." The girl smiled up at the tree, "And no matter where I go, I always think in my heart that I will come back here." As if this is the origin of the heart. But this point of origin is not as secure as expected, and will soon be in jeopardy. The old camphor tree is rooted in the most neutral and valuable area of the city, there are black-hearted businessmen who are interested in this land, to make the management of the matter to do the unseemly collusion, to bulldoze this place, build a new building to sell. The ancient tree said to move elsewhere, but insiders know that the old tree is not an easy task to transplant, the roots of the earth is always hurt the roots, even if you look for another place to plant, can not be revived to survive is still to be said. Even if the tree fairy has now become a loose immortal, but if the loss of the body, or not. The girl with the high ponytail did not know the specific advantages and disadvantages, but she was keenly aware of the whole thing in the fishy, and their own heart for the old camphor tree's hang-ups.