不急成长于春,不烦炎热于夏,不悲落叶于秋,不惧寒冻于冬。我家院子里的那棵梧桐树从我有记忆起,就静默地站在盖屋子时和石灰的地方。当架在它旁边的葡萄架上的树枝在蔓延时,梧桐树就在那儿,用沉默诠释着存在。在我梳着“朝天辫”蹦跳在院子里的时代,它在我看来是那么伟岸,我张开怀抱紧紧地贴着它,却怎么也抱不过来。转眼间,墙上记录我身高的坐标蹿过了一百六十厘米的高度。我开始用自己快速的成长讽刺它缓慢的生长。可妈妈说,它扎根的土地可是充满了石灰的苦涩,在 Not urgent growth in spring, bother hot in summer, not sad leaves fall in autumn, fear of freezing in the winter. As soon as I had memories, the plane tree in my courtyard stood silently in the place of the house and lime. As the twigs on the trellises next to it spread, the Plane tree was there, silencing its existence. It was so magnificent to me that I was “combing” in my yard as I plowed, and I could not hold it with my arms in my arms. In an instant, the height of my height was recorded on the wall by a hundred and sixty centimeters. I started satirizing its slow growth with my own rapid growth. But Mom said that it is rooted in land full of bitter lime, however