On the weekend, I was awakened by the tactful sounds of birdsong. He got up, opened the window with sleepy eyes, and a cool spring breeze rushed into the room with dazzling sunlight.
In the yard downstairs, the tall elm tree with its inextricably brown and black branches stretched out almost to the window on the fifth floor. I looked down at the elm tree that was still bleak in the morning light, and saw a group of very beautiful birds, slightly larger than sparrows, frolicking among the branches of the elm. Some stood quietly on the tall gently swinging branches, some jumped between the branches and twisted their small bodies, screaming and chasing, and some kept using their small mouths to protrude buds on the branches. Pecking up...
This elm tree sandwiched between the small flower beds in the middle of the two buildings has occupied two-thirds of the small flower beds for many years, and has long been a scene in the eyes of the residents of the two buildings. Every year around May 1st, the swaying yellow-green bunch of elm money in that tree often attracts children to pick it eagerly under the tree. Most of the time, elm trees do not attract people's attention, especially in winter, the bare branches of elm trees, even sparrows only occasionally visit. After a bleak winter, just after the startling sting, the elm tree has not a trace of green all over it. Why does it attract a group of beautiful birds to gather and play so happily among its brown-black branches?
At the balcony on the second floor, you can reach the branches of the elm tree. I stretched my hand over a flexible branch of the elm tree, and saw that it was densely scattered and covered with black and red flowers the size of rice grains! I opened my eyes in surprise and looked closely. Those black-red flowers like grains of rice are almost blood red, and the stamens are also fluffy like pocket hydrangea. Because it is too small, it looks like buds sprouting on a branch from a distance. It won't attract people's attention at all. No wonder I haven't noticed it for so many years. And the flying bees and butterflies and those little birds have known for a long time that it is the flower buds of the elm tree that the little birds just pecking at!
I have always thought that the elm tree is the flower of the elm tree after the spring flowers bloom. I did not expect that the elm tree will bloom quietly in the early spring. With such a secret and low-key attitude, I date the early spring, but in the blossoming late spring. Quietly exiting to make the prosperity of the whole yuqian, it is really amazing!
Staring at the brown and black but green branches of the elm tree, the flowers on the branches like black and red small agates, I can't help but think of the big drama in the village when I was young, which was hidden on both sides of the stage curtain. Band teacher. They have never seen their faces, and dedicated themselves to cooperating with the actors in the center of the stage, using their proficient and exquisite performance skills to make a scene a wonderful interpretation. In the bursts of applause and applause received by the actors, isn't there also their selfless dedication? Every morning, when people go to work facing the morning sun, aren’t the clean streets the credit of the sanitation masters and aunts who clean up silently in the midst of the bitter cold at three or four in the morning? It is their hard work and hard work that we can enjoy such cleanness and beauty!
There are countless people in this world who are as obscure as elm flowers, who keep their duty and don't quietly contribute to fame and wealth. It is precisely because of their existence and dedication that spring is more colorful.
