When the rainy season was coming, the seedlings sprang out their small stems and plunged out the roots deep into the ground everywhere. It looked like they were trying to compete for their space and air, especially Manila Tamarind. These sour fruits were sprawling under the mother tree and were ready to grow on the soft dirt in which they could push their transparent roots easily. They curled themselves shyly on the ground and peeled up their seed like the wings of the birds.
For the vines, they slithered themselves along the ground finding the dry sticks or dead tree trunks. Their leaves sprouted out abundantly and covered the dry trunks that made them look lively green again. All of the plants tried to stretch themselves up to the air as if they were escaping to be on the ground. Additionally, there were large tree trunks that couldn’t be hugged by one person growing along the river. There were no leaves prone by the insects or worms. Alternatively, there was too much to eat. Our village was soaked with blissful moments. My heart pounded loudly in my chest.
I took almost a month to complete this book due to its thickness. I like the name of the story because I like strolling at the pond beside the temple where a lot of green trees grow up. However, this story is different from what I perceived in my real life. I enjoyed reading this story although there were heaps of unknown words that I needed to ask my teachers and search in google or a dictionary. The reason I enjoyed this book is it narrates country life with nature. I could broaden my imagination that I was in the story. Thus, I would like to express my feeling in my picture for everyone to experience pristine nature and hope that nature will be preserved for good.