Winter morning, standing alone in the mountains, cold and rainy, holding an umbrella waiting and watching silently; waiting for the birds of habitat dead trees fly wings, the silent self existence and the universe has a profound link . Tree non-tree, I am not me; tree is relying on non-tree immeasurable edge of condition aggregation can exist. Trees, birds, people, seemingly single individuals, but it is the magnificent world of the achievements of each other. Lonely you are not lonely, feel all the gifts of the universe, extremely calm and moving hear