在新開發的叢林里，一條蜿蜒的小徑上，一個衣著素色的女子踽踽獨行，徑直走向林子里的一棵樹，這里許多樹大小參差不一，不過都長得很快，新生的樹葉嫩綠有生機。當然，有人專門護理這些紀念樹。
不知多少年，這個女人總是帶著一束鮮花默默地置于樹根旁，然后仰起頭來，對著樹身凝視，翕動著她獨有的小小嘴唇，既像獨語，又像傾訴，她退后一步，打量她這樹高了多少，細心地除去樹下斑斑駁駁的落葉，向這棵移植多年的樹傾身擁抱，親了一下，輕輕摩挲樹皮的皺紋，如同面對一個有生命的軀體。
In a newly opened-up forest. a woman in quiet clothes walked alone on a winding path and went straight towards one of the trees. There were many trees of various sizes, but all were growing rapidly, covered with light green young leaves. Evidently, some people had been put in charge of these memorial trees.
As she had been doing for many years, the woman always silently placed a bunch of fresh flowers she brought besides the root. She raised her head to fix her eyes on the tree and kept moving her unique small lips as if she were soliloquizing or sharing her innermost feelings with someone. She took a step back to assess how much the tree had grown in height, carefully removing the mottled fallen leaves under it. She bent forward to hug and kiss the tree that had been transplanted many years before, gently stroking its wrinkled bark as if it were something alive.
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