Banyan tree at the entrance of the alley

The edge of the curtain squeezes in a few rays of early morning light, making the whole curtain into a silhouette

One of the shimmering lights scattered in the room happened to hit the eyes of the introduction. He frowned and struggled for a while before opening his eyes. After leaving the bed with his body, he got up and opened the curtains and opened the windows.

This is the residence of the introduction, and it is also the old house where the descendants of the Lin family have lived in the past 150 years. It was originally a small courtyard building. In Hershey, the three generations of old, middle-aged and young people all live in this four-story house. When the family adds up to the largest number, there are 19 people, which is very lively. About 30 years ago, a fire at home caused Grandpa Nian to accidentally fall to his death. Since then, I have always heard that there are strange voices and figures appearing in the old house. Within a few years, young people have been studying and working for reasons such as study and work. , they all moved out of the old house slowly, leaving the elderly to continue to live here; and the young people came back less and less after they had their own families in the city, and it was like this for several years. Since the house has not been renovated, it looks a little dilapidated, and some vines are also supporting the west wall, growing from the overgrown yard on the first floor to the end of the building, gradually covering the old house, allowing the old house to grow. The house is almost at one with nature.

Not far from the yard of the old house is a huge banyan tree with intertwined roots. The height of the floor where we live is just right to see the top of this big tree. The birds on the tree and Zen take turns calling. The humid air in the neighboring mountains all year round provides an excellent growth environment for this tangled banyan tree. This banyan tree seems to have absorbed all the nutrients around it, including everything on the soil. Introduction often feels that even his own nutrients have been stolen.

The introduction often looked at the banyan tree from the window of the house. I don’t know how long it has been like this, and it has been so long that I have lost a sense of the passage of time.

In two days, it will be Qingming Festival. In this alley where there are usually no outsiders, there are some people returning home.

This morning , an old yellow dog was in a daze beside the banyan tree. It was not full of vigor in the early morning, but instead, it put its front feet on its chin and lay in front of the roots of the banyan tree. Suddenly, a young man approached the banyan tree with a single-lens camera on his chest and back. After staring at the thick trunk for a while, he slowly lifted the camera up, and then pressed the shutter on the trunk a few times before stopping and continuing to circle around. Walk around the tree trunk, look up, look down... The old yellow dog suddenly got up and barked a few times in the direction of the introduction. The young man looked at the old yellow dog and left.

Near noon , a middle-aged woman walked quickly from the alley to the banyan tree. She suddenly stopped and took two steps back as if she saw something. He tilted his head to look at it from different angles, then circled the banyan tree, touched the position, his eyes showed a sense of melancholy, and he stayed for a while before leaving.

In the afternoon , a staggering old man passed by the banyan tree with a bucket of water. After a pause, he went around the back of the tree and walked back and forth around the tree as if he was looking for something. Then the old man stopped at a It was about right behind the banyan tree. After erecting a small slate that had fallen on the ground, I scooped a ladle of water into the bucket, poured it over the slate, and then began to pull up the weeds on the ground to sort out the environment.

"Could it be a tombstone? Why didn't I know there was a tombstone under the tree for so many years!" The introduction thought while looking at it.

In the evening , as the sun sets, the sky is particularly beautiful today, with clouds of purple, orange and indigo overlapping and graduating. When I walked out of the house, I wanted to walk a few more steps to an open place in front of me to enjoy this rare view. When I reached the entrance of the alley, I suddenly remembered that a few people had seriously looked at this banyan tree today, so he simply walked in front of the banyan tree. , try to look at the banyan tree from the same position as the boy and the girl.

The introduction didn't see anything special except for a few graffiti like children and some unrecognizable characters carved on the tree trunk, so he went around the back of the tree and saw the stone tablet erected by the old man just now , the stone tablet reads "The Tomb of My Late Father Lin Xianrong".

Photo by Johannes Plenio: https://www.pexels.com/photo/two-brown-trees-1632790/