the story of 枫(maple)[this story is written from the perspective of the tree]
continued...

as the tree continues to grow in his fifth season of growth, he feels ever lonely and isolated.

the tree had been a source of support for many around him. a toilet, a shelter and even a punching bag for the passing by animals. he is no doubt immune or even numb about such stuff, as he believe deeply that its all part of his growing up as a tall sturdy tree.

but he has is still not all that tall and sturdy yet. he still have moments of weakness where he wish to lie and depend on another. he yearns to be desired, to be a centre of attention. to be that someone that can stop the world in another person's eyes. to be that someone to cause someone else to skip a heartbeat. to be in the limelight. to be seen, appreciated and not jus be left there for the next animal to use.

the wind had always lived a life of independence, can she understand?