Great talents are the most lovely and often the most dangerous fruits on the tree of humanity. They hang upon the most slender twigs that are easily snapped off.
Sometimes a tree tells you more than can be read in books.
No tree, it is said, can grow to heaven unless its roots reach down to hell.
Even if one tree falls down it wouldn't affect the entire forest.
The Japanese drive on the left side of the road. Most streets literally do not have names.
Virtuous persons and fruit-laden trees bow, but fools and dry sticks break because they do not bend.
Poverty, disease, sorrow, imprisonment and other evils are the fruits borne by the tree of one's own sins.
The fire of the forest burns trees to ashes. Even expensive sandalwood tree which is endowed with qualities of cooling and fragrance, cannot escape from burning. In the same way wicked cause harm to their benefactors also.
Trees on a riverbank, a woman in another man's house, and kings without counselors go without doubt to swift destruction.
As a whole forest becomes fragrant by the existence of a single tree with sweet-smelling blossoms in it, so a family becomes famous by the birth of a virtuous son.