Quotes by writing-1

               A tree is our most intimate contact with nature        
     Trees have a life of their own. They protect us. They nurture us. They bring beauty to this planet.     
      Let us take a tour through the depicted forests to perceive that dainty grandeur, the beauty regardless of seasons and locations.  Inspirations from those extraordinary natural phenomena seem to sprout endlessly. The older the tree grows, the longer its root becomes. So do inspirations. The more you amble along forests, the more your originality bloom. In the same way, authors have long been fascinated and indulge themselves in the realm of marvelous nature.  From stories and fairy tales for children to novels and fictions, one can always catch sight of nature at its best, in all seasons of the year. We can catch sight of a marvelous summer when the Water Rat woke up and found himself in harmony with nature in “The Wind in the Willows” by Kenneth Grahame

   “To all appearance the summer’s pomp was still at fullest height, and although in the tilled acres green had given way to gold, though rowans were reddening, and the woods were dashed here and there with a tawny fierceness, yet light and warmth and color were still present in undiminished measure, clean of any chilly premonitions of the passing year  

     Winter, I believe, would ostensibly be considered the time when most of us would least enjoy the beauty of forests. But they are the time when the splendor of the woods is most fascinating to me.
 

   “November–with uncanny witchery in its changed trees. With murky red sunsets flaming in smoky crimson behind the westering hills. With dear days when the austere woods were beautiful and gracious in a dignified serenity of folded hands and closed eyes–days full of a fine, pale sunshine that sifted through the late, leafless gold of the juniper-trees and glimmered among the grey beeches, lighting up evergreen banks of moss and washing the colonnades of the pines. Days with a high-sprung sky of flawless turquoise.”-L.M.Montgomery, The Blue Castle.     And not only are forests a place for inspiration, but they are also where memories are to be made. Our grandparents, our parents had a wonderful, indelible childhood in the protection and love of forests. Born in a mountainous province, abounding in trees and rivers, a person with that childhood would live full of afternoons sowing his wild oats, playing hide-and-seek behind the bushes, collecting woods with her friends for campfires night.

   “The tree made a good, thick covering to protect them from the dew, and the Tin Woodman chopped a great pile of wood with his axe and Dorothy built a splendid fire that warmed her and made her feel less lonely.”-The Wonderful Wizard of Oz, Frank L.Baum.     
     But it is not just for any pragmatic purposes or any poetic soul that one can perceive the beauty of trees. From ancient civilizations to the modern world, trees appeared to play a significant role in both spiritual and material life. Trees gave humans fruit to eat, leaves and wood to build houses and a belief for them to lean on. Why do you think that people knock on the wood to avoid bad luck? Why do they hope that everything will come up roses? And when you have achieved something, you deserve a bouquet of orchids. Trees take roots in our minds, providing us a springboard for developing our culture and unite us all.

     They represent the gods of cultures across the globe. From the banyan trees in India and Southeast Asia to oaks and olives in Bible and European mythology, they are all the epitome of sacredness, highly valued as a symbol of virtuousness, wisdom, and health.  Sometimes when a baby is born, his or her parents will plant a tree with the hope that their child would be thriving and leading a happy life for there is a seeming association of humans and trees. 

    “Trees cannot talk. They stand rooted to one spot. And yet they are alive. They breathe. They are growing all their lives. Even the huge old elders of the tree tribe grow a little every year, just like young children.”- Yevgeny Shvarts, Two brothers.

    Nature has its own singularity and glamour. Learn to cherish and to celebrate that beauty.

P/s: This essay has no purpose and also not really clear topic sentences. Basically, it's just a way to learn about the perception of nature by reading quotes from novels. The main ideas are first, the beauty of nature in summer and winter through some works, second, the beauty of religion based on nature. 

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