All summer long, seeds were flying all over the city. Something in the air was flying, spinning, fluttering, rising and falling with the wind. Look up, from the top of the tree, little by little, down. The speed of the fall is very slow, sometimes stop in the air, as if thinking about the direction of the drift; Sometimes will be stationary in place, stay for a while, float forward and forward, and wait for a gust of wind, and wind away. Some of them fell to the top of my head, and I grasped them with my hands. They were turquoise seeds. Mung bean size, a round grain, with two propeller-like wings, lying quietly in my palm, like a sleeping baby. All summer long, seeds were flying all over the city. Some are like thin cotton wool, flapping from head to face, small and light, turning in the wind, and touching the hair, eyelashes. I felt disturbed. I brushed it away with my hand, but there was nothing. Gently disorderly flying catkins, in the wind a flash without a trace, already do not know where to drift. It seems that there is always a sad pedestrian, stopped in the spring of the tree in a daze, see the flying catkins all over the sky, do not know what to do. I didn't know there were catkins and seeds in summer. Sure enough, some passers-by stopped, looked up and raised their palms to take it. As if summoned, the seed, gentle as a bird, with its propeller wings, spins quietly and lands in the palm of the hand of the expert. Seeds rely on the wind to spread, like flying catkins in the air, so small that it is not easy to notice, or even realize that such floating gossaws are seeds. When I was a child played dandelion, get the mouth edge of a blow, thin seeds will fly away. I also know some plants, like sweetgum, that have wings to help the seeds fly away from their parent, called samara. Life uses various forms to complete the propagation and spread, some with bright colors, full of seductive aroma to attract insects to spread pollen; Some by the wind flying around, some by water drift; Some are hidden in the sweet fruit, waiting for people to finish eating, and then discard the seeds in the soil to grow. A friend told me that the birds peck at the seeds, the seeds are not digested in the bird's belly and are excreted in the feces. The seeds are carried far away by the bird's flight, and at the same time are helped to grow by a valuable organic fertilizer like bird droppings. There is an inconceivable cause and effect of life in nature, as if even a seed can have a clear will to live, and will try to evolve the most appropriate way to complete themselves. Confucius was one of the philosophers who was very concerned about seeds. His philosophy developed around the core theme of benevolence. In the long history of development, "benevolence" has been wrapped by too many theories and theories, becoming more and more complicated and difficult to understand. In the folk language, "benevolence" is actually "seed". When the seeds are eaten, the soft seeds are hidden under the protection of the hard shell. The kernel is the part of the seed that germinates. Peanut kernel, almond, walnut kernel, folk in the most daily life language still retain the original meaning of the word "ren". Confucius' best explanation for "ren" may be "Sheng Sheng". Life must grow, the text is so simple, life is dedicated to the growth of the will is simple without distractions. Now I have a seed lying in the palm of my hand. How did this seed develop wings like spiral wings on both sides? How far can it fly from its parent body on these wings? Could this pair of wings help it find a better place to live? I feel like a big tree with its roots firmly planted in the soil, but its seeds have been blown away by the wind. The seed is blessed to fly farther to the mother! Looking up, I could see the endless sky full of tiny seeds, with their light wings, wandering, floating, rising and falling, rotating in the wind, like a great many happy new life. When I raised the palm of my hand, the grain that had stopped in my palm immediately flew with the wind, spinning its wings and participating in the huge carnival in the summer sky.

All summer long, seeds were flying all over the city. Something in the air was flying, spinning, fluttering, rising and falling with the wind. Look up, from the top of the tree, little by little, down. The speed of the fall is very slow, sometimes stop in the air, as if thinking about the direction of the drift; Sometimes will be stationary in place, stay for a while, float forward and forward, and wait for a gust of wind, and wind away. Some of them fell to the top of my head, and I grasped them with my hands. They were turquoise seeds. Mung bean size, a round grain, with two propeller-like wings, lying quietly in my palm, like a sleeping baby. All summer long, seeds were flying all over the city. Some are like thin cotton wool, flapping from head to face, small and light, turning in the wind, and touching the hair, eyelashes. I felt disturbed. I brushed it away with my hand, but there was nothing. Gently disorderly flying catkins, in the wind a flash without a trace, already do not know where to drift. It seems that there is always a sad pedestrian, stopped in the spring of the tree in a daze, see the flying catkins all over the sky, do not know what to do. I didn't know there were catkins and seeds in summer. Sure enough, some passers-by stopped, looked up and raised their palms to take it. As if summoned, the seed, gentle as a bird, with its propeller wings, spins quietly and lands in the palm of the hand of the expert. Seeds rely on the wind to spread, like flying catkins in the air, so small that it is not easy to notice, or even realize that such floating gossaws are seeds. When I was a child played dandelion, get the mouth edge of a blow, thin seeds will fly away. I also know some plants, like sweetgum, that have wings to help the seeds fly away from their parent, called samara. Life uses various forms to complete the propagation and spread, some with bright colors, full of seductive aroma to attract insects to spread pollen; Some by the wind flying around, some by water drift; Some are hidden in the sweet fruit, waiting for people to finish eating, and then discard the seeds in the soil to grow. A friend told me that the birds peck at the seeds, the seeds are not digested in the bird's belly and are excreted in the feces. The seeds are carried far away by the bird's flight, and at the same time are helped to grow by a valuable organic fertilizer like bird droppings. There is an inconceivable cause and effect of life in nature, as if even a seed can have a clear will to live, and will try to evolve the most appropriate way to complete themselves. Confucius was one of the philosophers who was very concerned about seeds. His philosophy developed around the core theme of benevolence. In the long history of development, "benevolence" has been wrapped by too many theories and theories, becoming more and more complicated and difficult to understand. In the folk language, "benevolence" is actually "seed". When the seeds are eaten, the soft seeds are hidden under the protection of the hard shell. The kernel is the part of the seed that germinates. Peanut kernel, almond, walnut kernel, folk in the most daily life language still retain the original meaning of the word "ren". Confucius' best explanation for "ren" may be "Sheng Sheng". Life must grow, the text is so simple, life is dedicated to the growth of the will is simple without distractions. Now I have a seed lying in the palm of my hand. How did this seed develop wings like spiral wings on both sides? How far can it fly from its parent body on these wings? Could this pair of wings help it find a better place to live? I feel like a big tree with its roots firmly planted in the soil, but its seeds have been blown away by the wind. The seed is blessed to fly farther to the mother! Looking up, I could see the endless sky full of tiny seeds, with their light wings, wandering, floating, rising and falling, rotating in the wind, like a great many happy new life. When I raised the palm of my hand, the grain that had stopped in my palm immediately flew with the wind, spinning its wings and participating in the huge carnival in the summer sky.