Is there something more

On the deck, I sit over there and see the pear tree aged more than 40 years. It does not look like other plants, it only grows very slowly, so far reaches to thirty centimeters in diameter. Every year at this moment, it meets the problem of intrusion from a kind of insect. They fly over and lodge in that poor tree. Each of them has two large and hardened claw-like antennae, meanwhile their light green color is favorable to be their shield to hide among branches and leaves. Those bugs always annoy me and the anger flames and rushes to my mind harder when leaf spots manifested on innocent leaves. They live by sucking juice out of that poor tree and contribute to the masterpiece of spotted and shriveled leaves and fruit .

Whenever I see them, I grab a bamboo pole to knock at the trunk slightly and make sure it does not cause any further injury on branches. After that, some bugs just fall down out of interruption when they are at snug nap. Then, those unwelcome fellows would be stamped on, swept away and tanked into the dustbin. As the repeated supervision and cleaning from the beginning to the end, the poor tree is saved to survive and every autumn it keeps some sweet pears. At the harvest season, it gives out the satisfied survey which declares that the fact of anti-bugs war after the assault prevails .

Why not just spray some insecticide? Considering those bugs are strong survivors and can easily organize another round of attack once the remains of those survive back and are immune to drug, the manual eradication is such an ideal method though it is time and energy consuming. Why those bugs will only come to that poor tree? Because there are no other alternative fruit trees in neighborhood and finally it turns out to be the only target.

Great appreciation on a bite of a sweet fruit on that tree, I feel the warmth and bitterness from the hardship through its growth in the company of family members’ endeavor and protection lest it is being ruined by those annoying bugs .