2007年5月26日星期六

The Viewpoint on Love of an Oak

Translated by Pony
The day when the girl was born, her parents planted an oak in the middle of yard, and on the oak they carved the girl's name--Si Hua, hoping that their daughter shall grow as healthily as the oak.

Since the girl has learned to walk, she ran and ran around the oak tree. When she's tired, she sat down backing on the oak's body and rest. The girl's name was carved right on the heart of the oak, so the girl named Si Hua was in the oak's heart since the day she was born, and he found that he had fallen in love with her. However, he was but an oak, an oak that could neither walk nor talk. The only thing it could do is to watch the girl, to stretch its limbs as wide as it could and to grew its green leafs more thickly, so as to create a nice shade for the girl, as if nothing else could express its endless love to the girl.

The girl, of course, didn’t know that there was an oak that loved her so much. But, she spent most of her childhood with the oak. Whenever she was sad for something, she would sit under the shade, and spoke on and on to him, looking on the tree as an understanding friend. The oak always swayed its green leaves, showing his response to the girl, or even drop a couple of dews onto the girl sometimes. Then, the girl would say, "Don't cry, dear. See, you cry even before I do."

As the girl became older, she didn't love talking to the oak so much. She always leaned on the oak, imagining how attractive the outside world was, how lovable the outside world was, and she hoped to live in the outside world one day. While the oak thought, could we lean on each other like this for a whole life, I would die without regret.

However, there finally came a day when the girl left the warm, unadorned small home, left the oak loving her deeply, and went to a distant and glory city. She told the oak, she would go to a place far, far away to seek for her dream, and for her lover.

On the day the girl left, the oak cried. Just like human, his teardrops were salty.

The oak no longer had energy to live on. His limbs were not so widespread as before, and his green leaves were no longer thick as before.

One day, a woodpecker who loved the oak stayed on him, and said with concern. Oak, what's wrong with you these days? See, your body is full of worm. It's still summer, but most of your leaves have become yellow. If you go on like this, you would die! Do you understand?

The woodpecker said: What a pity that she doesn't know what you're thinking. It's indeed a great agony to love someone, but cannot tell her about it, I can understand. Well, let's try this: I pick a leave of yours, fly to far to give her that, and perhaps she'll know your heart, and come back to see you."

The oak became so excited, he selected for a long time, and finally chose a leaf whose shape is most similar to that of heart. He handed it to the woodpecker, had her bring it to the girl far away.

The woodpecker flied for a long, long distance, and finally, she reached the city the girl lived in at last. She gave the leaf, held in her beaks for all time, to the girl. When the girl saw it, she simply thought it was so very beautiful, but didn't thought it's from the oak who missed her day and night. She put the leaf into a love fiction she loved best as a bookmark.

When she's back, the woodpecker told everything honestly to the oak she loved. The oak felt extremely happy. Thank you so much, dear woodpecker. Though she could not come back to see me, even not remember me at all, but my leaf is in the book she loves best, and it brings her some happiness, this, itself, is such an enjoyable feeling. I'm so very grateful to you!

And then the oak asked the woodpecker. Please do me another favor, dear friend. I made a necklace with the berry on the ivy hanging on me. Could you help me again by sending it to she that lives faraway?

By then, the woodpecker had been exceptionally exhausted. but as she saw the desiring eyes of the oak, she nodded: If only you can live on happily from now on, I can do whatever you ask me to do."

Again, the woodpecker held the berry necklace, which was too heavy for her, in her beak, and headed to distance. When she gave it to the girl, she was been thoroughly fatigued. But she collected all her remaining energy and flied back to the oak, told him that the girl was so happy to see the berry necklace, and promised to come back one day. Then, she lied on the limb of the oak quietly. She knew that she's going to die, but she was not grief, for she knew she was content to do such drudgeries, for she fell in love with the oak. Though the oak loved her not, though the oak even didn't know there was a woodpecker who loved him, all these were not important, and she would never regret. She thought, if only she can bring happiness to the loved one, even sacrificing her own life is by no means regretful at all.

The oak cried, and cried very sadly, because he knew the woodpecker died for no other than him. He even realized the love of the woodpecker, but he hadn't valued it. He even realized such a principle: should he be a man in the other life, he would not only value the one he loves, but also value the one who loves him.

The girl saw the berry necklace, and finally remembered the oak far away, for she always make suchlike necklace under the oak. However, the girl had married, married a fairly handsome lad, he loved her very much, and the girl felt that she was so happy. The boy asked the girl, Where shall we all live when we have our own kids one day? The girl said that they shall live at the place where she spent her childhood.

Many years later, the girl returned to her homeland with her husband and child, and her heart was no longer so wild. She found the hometown , comparing with the outside world, was after all the most warm and kind place, and she decided to spend the rest of her life living here.

Again, the oak saw the girl. Though the girl was married, and had someone she loved, but, as he saw the girl was happy, the oak felt untold happiness. And, he comprehend the woodpecker who died for him even more.

The oak became more growed, and the girl's child always ran around the tree or whisper to him under his shade, as his mother did years ago. One day he asked, Why is my mother's name carved on your heart?

The oak shook his green leaves and gave a silly smile, he wanted to tell the child a moving love story. However, the child would not hear, because, he's but an oak.

1 条评论:

匿名 说...

I really like this moving story!