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

its been a while since the tree was doin other things other than concentrating on his fifth season of growth. as it turns out, that was the maximum that he could rose to. his previous season of growth greatly stumped his attainment to great heights. nevertheless, he wasnt disappointed. he focused all his attention towards growing more branches, that in hopes leaves might grow flourishly in one of them.

despite being the last season of growth, he had made sure that all this fuss hadnt gone to his head. he still tried to make time for himself, family, frens and the people that he loved and loved him. it was a total mess. he feels ever lonely and apart from all of this.

amongst all these changes, he tried to look for the wind, to have at least someone to rely and depend upon. but all he found was himself.

loneliness is the training ground for the pursuit of greatness? and solitude is the only weapon that the tree can weld to train for greatness?

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a Tree's sonata

a love song for the one in the spring of love, is a great beginning.
a love song for the one in the summer of love, is a great excitement.
a love song for the one in the autumn of love, is a great dream.
a love song for the one in the winter of love, is a great sorrow.

within the hollow trunks of a Tree, this sonata is brought to life.
within the hollow of himself, this sonata is shattered to pieces.
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can the wind find the tree again? can the wind stop his spiral descent of depression? is the training of greatness jus a figment of his imagination? can they develop the faith and trust to lean and depend on one another?