Sun, do not they still grow?" Tree is not language, but inside was very eager to shine a light, but afraid of rattan unhappy, and only occasionally look up at the sky quietly. Goto convinced that tree, but it’s lonely sad sad truth is inside the tree.
   
Xiang Xie men and women like trees and vines winding. Man is the tree,
No matter what the tree should be rooted in the soil, the roots deep and leaves to Mao. Woman rattan trees, fresh leaves, twigs soft.
When the accidental fate to fall in love with trees and vines the opportunity, they began a lifetime of lingering. Experienced a hot love, the tree in the vine’s gentle lingering promise of the promise, he
Told her that he would arm and rely on her life for her shield, her shelter from the rain until the end.
They eventually join into a marriage hall. In the long years, they enjoy the warm winding bring happiness. People enchanted calm day.
Spring is the season of emergence of all things, in the spring’s breeze, trees and vines stretch compete

Is some fear, afraid of the tree will fall in love with the sun. It is tightly wrapped around rattan, to prevent tree growth. It cautioned the tree: "far point from the sun, it will burn you!" Tree vine comfort: "No matter. Sun hangs high in the sky, how can I endure to get it?" May vines do not believe
It even more hard to bound tree, the tree out of a Road Le wound, the tree can not stand pain, it is seeking Vine: "You loosely, my almost hard to breathe it!" Fuji did not listen, trees began to wilt day by day, and the leaf slowly turn yellow, patches of leaves falling to the ground the wind. Vine
Finally awakened. It is so afraid of losing the tree, it knows, not a tree, it also live well. Vine quietly to himself the wind be at the tree trunk loosened, the tree has slowly recovered and regained its youthful glory, may have lost their former cheerful. Goto saw this, it consoled the tree: "We used to rarely see the