Yes, it's still on the ground, not the sixth floor. This is how I really feel at the moment. This is not an illusion, nor is it dazzling, but because of trees, these trees that grow on the roof. There are many kinds of trees, including shrubs and trees, as well as flowers and plants, all of which have become forests and covered with soil, which is not much different from the garden downstairs in our community. Truth is found looking up from a distance, not looking up or looking down, but looking up, inadvertently and naturally. What caught my eye in the head-up view was not the quiet Woods, green lawns and out-of-season flowers in the community, and the tall buildings scattered far and near. Although there are also these in front of us, there are also black land, gurgling water, birds and flowers, blue sky and white clouds, but obviously, it is not what it used to be. Trees and flowers are not quiet, quietly dormant between buildings in the community. Facing the tall and straight surroundings, they are even a little wily. The buildings in the group are not as arrogant as before. The twittering of birds and the fragrance of flying grass are no longer simple, but are disturbed from time to time by exhaust gas and the beep of cars. All the normal order has been disrupted, as if the magic of western modernism suddenly acted on it, making everything in this city suddenly upside down in time and space and confused in logic; And I am an ancient monster that rushed into this modern city.
Or go back to the tree. This makes my mind confused, and I am escorting with the tree at the moment. I don't know much about these trees that grow on the roof. Among them, only a few species, such as Chinese fir, ginkgo and cycad, are well known, and the rest are unknown.
First of all, I thought of Huang. Not its tall and straight, leafy, but its fragrance. In fact, this yellow clover on the roof is neither tall nor straight. It is just an ordinary member of the small forest on the roof. But its fragrance outshines others and smells fragrant. A friend of my colleague said that I smelled a refreshing smell far downstairs just now, but I don't know where it came from. I have been suffering from mild rhinitis and I am not sensitive to taste. I didn't notice anything strange downstairs just now. I noticed this rich fragrance when I went upstairs. In early summer, the sun is soft, and a light rain washes the city sky, making it clean, warm and bright. At this time, the fragrance of yellow clover overflowed and filled the building named Donghu Yaju, or rather, the top of its sixth floor. I guess that Xiang wants to travel all over the world, just like a beautiful woman, and always hopes that more people will look back and enjoy it. It is better to walk at night in Jinli than to spread incense not far away. But the wind doesn't understand the meaning of flowers. It comes gently and goes quietly. On the long journey, it doesn't want to bring flowers. The scent of yellow clover overflowed and blocked the roof. The moment the elevator door opened, it hit us head on. I am really drunk, so pure, rich, warm and lovely. I believe it's not just women that I like.
This story is very old, full of sadness and depression. You should never mention it at this time, but you still come uninvited. It was still in that era when the difference between urban and rural areas was like a world apart. One of my male classmates born in the countryside fell in love with a female classmate in the city. It should be said that they are a match made in heaven, and they really love each other. However, the difference between urban and rural areas is enormous. The countryside is very poor, and there is nothing precious as a token of love. By chance, they entered the world they love. Unexpectedly, the first time he gave it to her carefully, she liked it very much, smelled it again and gave him a sweet first kiss. So, in the flowering season, he picks and delivers goods every day; After the flowering period, he still climbed the branch every day, looking and looking, hoping for a miracle. Finally, one day, he suffered from heatstroke, fell from the tree and was paralyzed. In order not to implicate her, he gritted his teeth and chose to refuse and disappear. When her parents found out, they were afraid of their difficulties and forcibly took her to another city. I don't know what this result means to the two young men and women in Seeds of Love, and I don't know whether their beloved hut is still sunny. I only know that things are more powerful than pure feelings, and the grafting of cities and villages has always been a contradictory proposition. A flower of love that is deliberately cared for is difficult to experience wind and rain. In the second year, the third year, and every subsequent flower season, the flowers of love did not bloom in their frozen world.
The earth is the mother and plants are the children. Without the earth, how did the trees on this roof come from and grow? I want to know. It wasn't until one weekend that several friends met to play in an artificial garden that I discovered the secret.
In Jinxiu Huadu. Starting from the community where we live, walk a few kilometers south along Binjiang Avenue and cross Minjiang Bridge. It turns out that this is a beach wasteland. After careful planning and construction, it has become a well-known landscape garden. It turned out that the Minjiang River hit the plain, and the mountains and water were artificially built. The sand and gravel in the river beach are valuable materials for urban construction. In the process of taking sand and gravel, rocks and silt piled up on one side and became a mountain that rose from the ground. The dug pit allows the water in the river to penetrate through the sand layer, filters out the impurities carried by the river, and fills the dirty and ugly potholes into a pure and clean stream. If people are close, they can learn from it. There are mountains and rivers, because of the magical changes in the local area, between the boss making money and the rise of tall buildings. I have to admire the originality of the owner. Only trees are foreign, strange, different soils and different local accents. It's easy to think of vagrants in the city. They came from the countryside and entered the city from the hinterland. The environment may be familiar from birth, but their hearts are always floating and they don't know where they really belong to their home.
First of all, I noticed ginkgo biloba, which is related to the elegant residence of East Lake. Or, it's because of the trees on the roof of East Lake Yaju. Ginkgo biloba is thick and strong, but it is not the kind we usually see in the countryside. It is not natural and rough, and the green shadow is graceful, but it is full of traces of artificial decoration. Ginkgo biloba is beside the mountain, on the water side, standing in front of a building called Tianxiangying, which seems to highlight its position in the owner's mind. Obviously, it has just been transplanted, and I am afraid that the wind will affect my survival. There are solid triangular supports around the tree. Such a tree is closer to Platonic abstraction or the image of a tree. Too long branches were sawed off, leaving only a pile head, which is full of vitality, firmness, maturity and liveliness. It looks like a giant bonsai. I haven't verified whether the trees on the roof of East Lake Yaju were transplanted from here, but I believe that the trees on the roof of the city must be related to such artificial gardens. From the introduction of the host, it is known that this is a mature business model. Garden companies go door to door looking for trees or trees in the countryside. Of course, it is not an ordinary tree, but an ancient, famous and grotesque tree. At the price of firewood, it was bought cheaply, with soil and trees, and people carried it into the car and carried it into the city through hardships. Then according to the city people's preferences and aesthetic needs, pruning and cutting leaves, cultivating in the garden, gradually raising mature trees, and then selling them to units in the city at a price several times or even dozens of times higher than the purchase price. As a result, these trees, which originally grew in the countryside, became the favorite of the city and were planted in streets, parks, communities, or in front of and behind houses. There are few trees planted on the roof, but it reflects the fear that city dwellers yearn for the city, but dare not stay away from the countryside, soil and trees and float in the air in a rootless city.
The spirit king has a thin waist, and the state of Chu is hungry. Unexpectedly, this kind of tree on the roof is also related to politics. I didn't expect tree planting politics to be popular now.
I have a magazine in my hand, which introduces the mystery of tree planting politics. According to the data, with the advancement of industrialization and urbanization in China, the country is setting off a climax of creating garden cities, garden cities and forest cities. People began to look at and examine the trees in the city with a critical eye. Those trees that have saved the wind and rain and brought us shade and oxygen-enriched ions are accepting the rearrangement of fate. Some people even associate trees with city spirit, city image and city style. City managers who feel that they have lost their spirit, personality and style, start with trees and try their best to find their own cities, their favorite trees and their spiritual homes according to their likes and dislikes and aesthetic models. Thousands of people searched for it and wore out iron shoes. It's not nowhere to be found, but it seems to be found. In the jungle of reinforced concrete monsters, in the noise. For example, Sophora japonica in Beijing, Cinnamomum camphora in Shanghai, Castanopsis fargesii in Chongqing, Kapok in Guangzhou, Metasequoia glyptostroboides in Wuhan, Elm in Urumqi, Cedar in Nanjing, Mangroves in Shenzhen, Coconut in Sanya and Banyan in Meishan. These auspicious or unlucky trees, like the emperor's decree, are favored, and have been given the laurels of city trees, occupying all the feng shui treasures of the city.
As a result, changing trees and moving trees was put on the political stage.
Encouraged by the politics of tree planting, in order to make way for these emperors and tree kings, the city began to "abandon a hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism alone", which set off a wave of "cutting, digging, moving and changing". Although the survival rate of trees transplanted from rural areas to cities is less than 50%, people still have no regrets and do not hesitate. It is said that a city organized thousands of people to sing red songs in Beijing, and at the same time spent billions to change trees. I don't know the purpose of this. I think it's the dazzling golden color of ginkgo biloba in autumn to set off the red sound that resounds through the earth. A news that smells like ink, just a few days ago, the news background has to be further traced back. It is said that in 1928, when Sun Yat-sen's body was moved from Beijing to Nanjing, he chose phoenix tree as the city tree. Since then, buttonwood trees have been planted in areas named after "Zhongshan" such as Zhongshan Road, South Road and North Road in Nanjing. These buttonwood trees, which stick to the street, shelter a great soul from the wind and rain and spread the coolness and tranquility for nearly a hundred years. There are also Cinnamomum camphora, Sophora japonica, Albizia Albizia, Ligustrum lucidum, Luan tree, Ailanthus altissima, Catalpa bungeana, Ginkgo biloba, Metasequoia glyptostroboides, cherry blossoms, osmanthus fragrans, pecans and so on, which jointly guard the green and fresh of this city. However, the stars have changed, the times have changed, the mayor of Nanjing has changed, and the trees in the city have also changed, from phoenix trees to fir trees. In order to make way for the present urban trees, there are a number of old phoenix trees over 60 years in the construction of Nanjing Metro Line 3 and 10 lines, which have become ghosts in the planning; More than 40 buttonwood trees were instantly put down; There is a tree protection movement organized by citizens spontaneously. Therefore, while I feel sad and incredible about the current mayor of Nanjing, I am in awe of the first mayor and the people of Nanjing, because their spontaneous, conscious and brave feats not only defended a number of century phoenix trees.
In Jinxiu Huadu, under this newly transplanted ginkgo tree, the boss of the company introduced to me the tortuous and extraordinary experience of this tree in the city with a slightly confident and proud tone. Somehow, the boss's mood didn't infect me. On the contrary, I felt a faint pain when I saw this tree with no arms and legs and black and blue. Although I understand that this is the city, it is the fault of our city people, and we can't blame the boss. The company aims at profit, so long as it operates legally, it is understandable. I believe that my inner pain is related to the position of Ginkgo biloba in my soul. For hundreds of millions of years, from the beginning of algae to the disappearance of dinosaurs, Ginkgo biloba became the owner of this blue planet far before us in the life sequence of the earth. Who can doubt that every ginkgo tree that meets us now has gone through hundreds of millions of years in relay for life? Even in love, ginkgo is full of romance. Much like us humans, we are not only hermaphrodite, but also move from time to time, bearing fruits and pollen. The wind is the medium, which makes a kind of mutual pity close; It is also because of persistence and loyalty. Therefore, in the fourth season of the glacier, dinosaurs died out, but ginkgo stayed behind and accompanied us today. Compared with the persistence of hundreds of millions of years, we are just passing by in a hurry. Regardless of seniority or loyalty, we dare not compare with Ginkgo biloba. However, we should give orders, control ginkgo and trees according to our own will, and change the law of life cycle.
It is difficult to uproot a huge tree and take it away, together with the soil wrapped by its roots, from the depths of the mountains to the city. The boss's words took me to another life adventure. He said that the flying pigeons released to explore the tree came across the tree in Shan Ye and the village. No, exactly, two trees, one female, grow under a high cliff, which is an excellent feng shui on the edge of the farmhouse; A male, growing on a high cliff. Judging from experience, these two trees are at least 100 years old. What a surprise. In particular, the tree on the edge of the hut is not only strong and sturdy, but also bifurcates at a crowded height and divides into three, so that young children can look up at the tree halfway up the high cliff. Duan is a happy family. There is a hut next to the tree and its owner. I really don't have the heart to separate them, but pity can't overcome desire. People in the city want such a tree, not to mention the scarcity of things, and the interests are behind the desire. Of course, this sentence was not said by the boss, but I guessed. I just asked the boss sideways how much this tree can sell after it is cultivated into a mature tree. The boss said that someone offered 300 thousand, and he didn't want to sell it. He wants to leave this tree in the garden as a feng shui tree, care for this garden and have his own dreams. I asked again, what is the cost of buying and transplanting this tree? The boss replied that the purchase itself doesn't have much money, just 20 thousand or 30 thousand. The boss added that this is already a high price in rural areas, but in other places, it is only 10 thousand yuan at most. The problem is that the fellow villagers refuse to sell it, saying that this tree has been with him for generations, just like relatives at home, and they can't bear to separate them. The person I sent insisted on raising the price. The daughter of a fellow villager has just been admitted to the university and is worried about the tuition fee. What is more expensive is the excavation and handling of trees, as well as the cultivation costs from birth to maturity. Calculated, the total cost will exceed100000 yuan.
On the day of tree digging, the boss organized more than twenty migrant workers to go into battle. First, I took a bus for seven or eight hours, then walked more than ten miles to my hometown and began to dig trees. Because the tree is old and afraid of being difficult to raise, the boss personally came to the scene and kept telling him that the excavation radius should be as wide as possible, the tree pocket should be as large as possible, and the roots should be as many as possible. It took a long time to dig up the tree. Then, remove the extra branches and leaves, tie the tree with flowers, tie it into a sedan chair for ten people, and twenty people take turns to carry it. The steep slope and narrow road make it impossible to walk normally. You can only go forward step by step, but you can't move a mile an hour. When you moved to the side of the road, it was already midnight. There are also troubles in the middle, which you can't afford. Traffic police, road administration, forestry and farmers should all make trouble. There is no way, the best way is to take money to settle it, three or five hundred, one thousand to eight hundred, and just bite the bullet and give it; A rice seedling with tens of dollars has to be given, and there will be more trouble if you don't leave as soon as possible. In short, things that can be settled with money are the simplest. I'm afraid to rock the boat, ask for your tree, or ask for too much. In this case, we have to fight evil with evil. As long as you don't kill people, you are not afraid. Someone will buy it.
The boss said that it was the fellow villager who really made him uncomfortable. The boss repeatedly said that fellow villagers really didn't want to sell trees, but their sincerity touched him, and of course there was a high price. On the day of digging trees, all the villagers left home. They said they couldn't bear to watch the tree being dug up, fearing that they would be soft-hearted and change their decision to sell the tree. Moreover, the villagers are determined and can't go back on their word, and they will be laughed at. It is said that the villagers went home at night and cried for a long time with a deep and empty tree pit.
After listening to the boss's introduction, my heart was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and there was an unspeakable emotion surging because of these trees. In addition to Huanglan and Ginkgo biloba, most of the buildings on the roof are cycads, cycads of various varieties and themes. It is said that when this boss started his business, he built this building because Cycas bloomed, which brought good luck and made a fortune. Since then, I have been superstitious about cycads and planted a lot on the roof. He believes that if the east is not bright and the west is bright, this iron tree will not open and that iron tree will open. Cycas that keep blooming can bring good luck to themselves. As a result, the trees on the roof are no longer pure scenery, but bear some expectations.
At the moment, I am on the roof, and I don't know what to say in the face of all kinds of trees coming into the city from the countryside, from the roof to the downstairs.