香樟的梦想是从什么时候开始的?春分,雨水,还是更早的时节?下班回家,经过长长的街道,仰面迎来一树又一树的香樟,脑海里总是萦绕着这个古怪的问题。每到春夏之交,天气变暖,香樟树都会经历一次宏大的换装行动,老叶子一片接一片掉落,新叶子一丛接一丛冒出。新出的香樟叶恰似故乡山谷的兰花,在这熙熙攘攘的街市温暖着我的记忆。狭长、娇嫩、纯洁、宁静、高贵,兰花的美夺人 Camphor’s dream begins when? Vernal equinox, rain, or an earlier time? After returning home from work, after long streets, facing the trees came one by one tree camphor, my mind is always haunting this Weird problem Every turn of the spring and summer, the weather is warming, camphor tree will undergo an ambitious dress up action, the old leaves one by one drop, a bunch of new leaves after another emerge. The newly emerged camphor leaves resemble the orchids in the valley of their hometowns, warming my memory in the bustling downtown. Narrow, delicate, pure, quiet, noble, beautiful orchid wins