Life of a Tree

چند سال پیش داستانی در مورد یک درخت نوشتم! درختی ضعیف که برگ نداشت. تنها هنرش این بود که میتوانست گل بدهد. ان هم فقط یک گل. داستانم در مورد این بود که چگونه این درخت رشد کرد و توانست ۲ تا گل بدهد اما هر ۲ گل نبود شدند و او نیز نبود شد! با خود فکر کردم که چه شد این داستان را نوشتم؟ زمانی بود که دو دوست را مانند این ۲ گل می پنداشتم. هر دو را عاشقانه دوست داشتم و ازشان نگهداری میکردم. در همان زمان پیش بینی کردم که روزی این ۲ گل از بین خواهند رفت و من درختی تنها خواهم ماند. اما هیچ وقت سعی نکردم خودم را برای ان زمان آماده کنم. و ان زمان رسید. پوسیدن را حس کردم اما از پای نیفتادم. نگسستم نرمیدم! در ان زمان فهمیدم زندگی بیش از یک گل است. زندگی زیبایی ان جنگل است!

...!با اجازه

A few years ago I wrote a story about a tree! A weak tree that it was not even able to grow leaves. The only thing that it could grow was a flower. My story was about the growth of this tree and how it finally grew 2 flowers. But unfortunately both flowers were destroyed and the tree was destroyed as well. I thought what happened to me that I wrote this story? There was a time that I had two friends and I thought of them as my flowers. I loved both of them and I tried to watch after them. But i could foresee the day that those flowers would be destroyed and i would be alone. Even then I did not tried to prepare for that. and finally the time came! i could feel the pain in every stem but they didn't brake. Then i learned that flowers are temporary. It is the forest that will last forever! The beauty of life is the jungle!

Good luck! ...