All My Life Through,The New Sights Of Nature Made Me Rejoice Like A Child

"All my life through, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child."

In the country of Fano, I put up a cozy garden near a rocky stream. With its variety of deciduous trees, it was a delight to look at. To me, a striking natural beauty that remained through the year. I saw many trees with unusual fruits and trees that were dying. In the depths of the woods and in spring, that made me think of the passing of time and the fate of those who were lost.

The most impressive trees I saw, however, were the apple trees. To me, they were so beautiful in their blossom that my thoughts of the fruits that were expected to drop from them were fleeting. Instead, I worried over the shortage of food and the fate of these trees that fell apart in winter.

Noticing these new aspects of nature, I enjoyed thinking about how a human being can have thoughts about the natural world. I realized that, in the natural world, some trees bear fruit and others do not. Some trees are sweet and smell good, while others are sour and smell bad. Some trees produce fruits and nuts, while others produce grass. The apples of those apples are delicious, but the apples of those trees that did not bear fruit are not as tasty. Some trees get sun, while others get no sunlight at all. I have worried about some trees in particular. My concerns came out, as I struggled to give attention to the differing opinions of my relatives and my friends, which differed to some extent about the obligation of an individual to concern himself with the wider world.

In the world, I noticed opinions and observations that did not make me feel depressed. When thoughts, concerns, or the opinions of others were not negative, they could result in pleasure. On the other hand, worrying and thinking about the concerns of others could be unpleasant. My daily concerns were related to my family and my friends. My thoughts about the significance of life for individuals, nature, and society affected my mood and concern for the future.

From the thought of the apple trees, the difficulties of trying to make a house for my family in the mountain area of Hmeimim could be thought as the apple trees bearing fruit in the spring. That was the beginning of an analysis of my life. My worries about my family, the state, and the world were present in my thoughts, but I decided not to think about them. Rather, I decided to put aside all thought of problems of the immediate present. Instead, I focused on matters of the distant future and I thought about what would happen to me in the distant future. My mother took care of my worries, but I did not worry about the life of my children. All my worry was focused on myself. I thought, in one way, about myself, that I have been studying hard, that I love nature, that I enjoy reading books, and that I was concerned about the lives of people in Syria and the war in the NORTH ,SOUTH ,WEST ,and EAST. From the thought of those worries, I made the determination not to bother myself with my problems. At some point, thinking of the apple trees, my mind turned to the opinions of others. Many opinions came out.

Some agreed with me and some disagreed. I tried to give consideration to different opinions and put my thoughts in order, so that I could think of the right solutions to the problems of my family and my country. But my thoughts were in their infancy and they came out like tiny seeds, unattended to, that could easily blow away, and sometimes burst when exposed to wind or rain. The thought of others also came out. They are young and do not know much. In the early stages of their development, they can easily turn into wild apples. So far, I could not tell which of my brothers had turned into wild apples and which ones had not. If I kept worrying, I could spoil my children. If I did not worry, the wild apples would destroy my family. At least, if I let things go, I could enjoy the beauty of the winter, knowing that spring was on the way and, at some point, I would be ready to meet the conditions for the fruit of the apple trees to grow.

Hitting against I wasn't strong or bold.