Dreaming about picking ginkgo leaves from a tree full of trees

Tonight I had a strange dream. I dreamed that I was in a forest full of ginkgo trees, and the leaves of the ginkgo trees fell quietly from the trees. I picked up a ginkgo leaf and felt that the leaf was very soft, and the color on the leaf was also very beautiful. It was green at first, then gradually turned into golden yellow, and finally turned into thin silver.

I felt these leaves were very beautiful, so I started picking leaves. Unknowingly, I picked a lot of ginkgo leaves. At this time, I started to feel a little scared, because I didn’t know if I picked too many. Will these ginkgo trees die?

As I continued to pick leaves, the number of leaves on the tree became less and less, and the emptiness on the branches became more and more obvious. I became more and more afraid, because I felt that I was destroying the forest, and this forest was to me. It is very important to say that this forest is the refuge of my soul.

I became more and more scared, and then I heard a loud noise. I turned around quickly and saw a strong wind blowing hard. All the ginkgo trees were trembling, and the leaves were blown everywhere by the wind. Flying around, I started to regret it. Because without me, these ginkgo trees may not be attacked by such heavy wind and rain, and these trees may not become so fragile.

Then, I heard a voice echoing in my ears: "Child, there is no one in this world that cannot be lost. Even if you try your best, you cannot ensure that everything will not be lost. But, The least you can do is take care of these trees as much as you can and let them thrive in your time.”



This great voice awakened my conscience, and I began to realize that my behavior was harmful, and I wanted to stop harming these trees. So I put all the leaves back on the branches and then I started doing something for the trees, I cut down some of the bushes around them and cleared some of the fallen leaves and saplings to give the trees some space and resources to go growing up.

In the end, I feel satisfied because I made a righteous choice. I helped these trees so that they can thrive in my time. I believe that this forest will become better because of my efforts. beauty.