Mast flower tree.
Text: Tang Haolun.
There is a mast tree planted in front of the courtyard of my house, but that was in the past.
It's dead! It was hacked to death! It was around 2018, and my dad took his friend's word for it and chopped it off with an axe himself. Since then, the mast flower tree has disappeared from my courtyard! It was replaced by an osmanthus tree.
When I was a child, the mast flower tree could not bloom! It is an ordinary tree, but the trunk, branches, and leaves have polka dot style insects, grandma said that it is because the mast flower is infected with insects, so it can't bloom, these insects take the mast flower tree as their home, and stay on the mast flower tree for three years, these three years, the mast flower is an ugly duckling, it seems to be quietly waiting for the moment to become a white swan, this is also three years, three years later, the mast flower finally got rid of the bug, but still did not bloom. The leaves return to an emerald color and grow wildly. From a distance, it looks like a green flame, burning wantonly.
I guess the mast flower tree is also ashamed! As a flowering tree, it never blooms. In order to bloom once, it worked hard to absorb nutrients and receive sunlight, and finally a bud bloomed next to the jade-colored leaves. It worked! It finally worked! This time, it took a year. It has finally turned into a beautiful white swan.
On the day I was in elementary school, the mast flower tree finally bloomed. The blooming flowers resemble ballerinas in tutus, dancing on the emerald leaves, staging ballet after ballet. A breeze blew through the mast flower tree, blowing the fragrance of the mast flower on my face, the mast flower is very fragrant, smelling the fragrance of the mast flower is like sitting in an empty room quietly listening to a beautiful piano song flowing from a vinyl record.
This beautiful flower used to be as valuable as money. It's not like I'm talking nonsense, it's true. That was when I was in the third grade of elementary school! I still remember carrying a bag of mast flowers to school. The aunt who set up a stall next to the school said that she wanted my mast flowers, and said that if I gave it to her, she could give me all the things sold in the stall for free. But I eventually shook my head and turned around and went through the school gates. Because I want to decorate my desk with these mast flowers. To this day, I remember the look of disappointment on that aunt's face. And I decorate the desk with mast flowers, under my careful arrangement, the desk has become a beautiful and wonderful dream fairyland, as soon as the wind blows, the desk immediately exudes the unique refreshing fragrance of mast flowers, sitting in front of such a beautiful desk, I feel that the class is also a kind of enjoyment! The attention is also much higher than usual!
Sometimes, I'll be standing on the ground where the mast flower tree once stood. I fantasize about how it will defeat the pest and how it will try to bloom. It's a pity that it tried so hard, but it still died in the end, just like the poor girls who died because of witchcraft in the Middle Ages, and lost their lives. I fantasized about these scenes and wept over the dead mast.
There is a mast tree planted in front of the courtyard of my house, but that was in the past. I know that the mast flower that once accompanied me will never come back! Never back! Never back! Never back! Never back!