you the shadow

 

I am a tree thousand years of transmigration of the old tree, and people without war, the pillow.

However, I occasionally too. In order to close to you, will unconsciously out into your house roots of the bottom of the bed, imperceptible over your house grassroots; Of course, only occasionally do a good deed, only is XianZhanHouZou, the QiGen from your living room in the middle of the floor to drill a quietly, put forth buds, suddenly become trees, burst your roof. Let your morning frightened to disgrace, unprepared to cut grass digging up their roots to me.

I am happy to shake the body, leaves fall on you and your wife head, serves for you and your wife take green hat. I want to be in before you it is to blatant I overnight masterpiece.

In this hot summer sticks, I at with fire, for you the shadow, hold up a large LuSan. You rejoice in you hands resulted tree tea, light idle at ease.

When you sleep, your wife always complain about I tall tree catches the wind; Total felling trees have to eyes staring at her in the assault. By and by you think your wife said to, started to had not at ease, did not sleep in peace.

Finally one day, your wife unbearable anger took an axe to my body to cut. Indifferent I stand before you let destroyed. Your wife every cut down a knife, and my body will be burst a wound, the outflow of blood. And you also because you wife of each a sword, the heart also will follow was pulled a pain.

You covered their heart, loudly drink check her: "don't cut! This is my former owed. You cut it, first cut your husband!"

Your wife to cry off the axe, run out.

You gently on my body, dim and sigh: "this life I be a person, you are under the tree. And what you all my life, I againIs god's will make people!"

This is my past, my past is old tree.

......

This age, I was a man. But you......

Alas, past I was your side for you the shadow of the tree, but you do my this life outside the window of the rocks.

Why is there such karma? I read with suspicion.

The night I tossing and turning, until two o 'clock in the morning is more like slumberless, hazy in I suddenly saw a familiar figure in my eyes appear...

I try to wide-eyed to look, it is-you. Gradually see clear, so it's you and your wife are my feet eat before a table, the familiar territory.

Don't know why, my subconscious ground stretched out his hand and touch his own body, I realized that my hand can't touch his own body, the body can't move, the hand can only shake. I was surprised, I hand unexpectedly is covered with a shiny green leaves branch of the tree.

I groaned in pain up: "can't, I'm not a tree, I want to be a human being."

I am angry as he shakes with his body, any roots, leaves fall into your wife in your job. You disgust wife the leaves dial the to the ground, foot into Lin step, raise head to ruthlessly looked at my one eye, continue to bow to dinner. You see your wife one eye, the noodles have no facial expression to continue to eat his bowl of rice......