Old trees
A group of teachers came to the new school, and seven or eight old trees were moved.
The old tree looks old. It is stout and tall with a rough skin. Workers sawed off the branches on top of the old trees. However, the elegant shape of the old tree is still there. Many people shook their heads and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for such a thick tree to survive if it is transplanted!" ”
However, the garden workers firmly believe that "old trees sprout new shoots, and dead trees come in spring." "They don't get discouraged and don't give up. They fixed the old tree with a bracket, and hung a hanging bottle on the tree to give the old tree an "infusion". Watering, fertilizing, spraying, they take care of the old trees, like babies.
After a month, the old tree has not yet sprouted, and many people muttered in their hearts: "Isn't the old tree rotten wood?" "There are more people who are so anxious that they don't even want to see the birds – they take a break at the top of the old tree.
In early May, after a rain, some people were pleasantly surprised to find that the old trees were blooming with new green. There were no new sprouts yesterday, and I was surprised to see the greenery at the beginning! Teachers and students in the past were all happy and talked happily, and the joy in their hearts was incomparable.
Then, the old tree quickly pulled out large branches and leaves. When I pass by, I always stare for a moment, not thinking about anything, just to see the little bit of new green.
In late May, the weather is getting hotter, and those young leaves are struggling to grow. Under the scorching sun, the weak and helpless young leaves looked around timidly on it, which made people feel pity. When the sun is shining, it wilts and slumps, looking down lazily. Although it lives with strength, it lives with difficulty, and I have reason to believe that it has a belief that it must live.
The June sun is even hotter. The cluster of branches on the old tree had turned from goose yellow to emerald green. The new greenery attracts the birds, and many children play in the shade of the trees. There was hope in the children's eyes, and when the teachers passed by, the greenery in their eyes was already rippling in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, a sandstorm suddenly came, breaking many branches of the old tree and shedding many young leaves. Although the old tree is lonely and helpless, it is beautiful. Our hearts are also anxious: can this new green be saved? Can it be continued? A big question mark lingered in my mind.
However, a few days later, the old tree saw new leaves, and the suspense about life and death in my heart was swept away at this time. In autumn, this tranquility ends in the bleak autumn wind. A few sparse branches swaying in the winter wind tell the vicissitudes of decades, or the journey of joy and pride. The thick branches and the small branches are extremely incongruous, and the teachers sighed, is this tree still hopeful? A round of slanting sun warms the old tree, but poor old tree, are you also continuing the dream of spring?
The old tree moaned in the wind. "The leaves fall and the branches are empty and the songs are broken, and the branches are new and the sprouts are dancing in spring."
The following year, the old tree ushered in a warm spring breeze. The old branches of the old trees also sprouted buds like bird beaks. The spring breeze blew into people's hearts, and the green hope in people's eyes became stronger and stronger. "The old trees are withered and the vines are deep, and the new branches and young leaves are green." The branches of the old tree swayed softly, as soft as the waist of the flying fairy, and like the slender jade hand of the Scattered Flower Goddess beckoning something in the air, and the narrow leaves pointed in the air like fingers. The old tree seems to concentrate all its energy here, flourishing and growing. Even in the scorching summer, there is no way to help the old trees. Compared with those flowers and plants, the roots of old trees are deeper and more stable. He is not afraid of wind and rain, disdainful of the sun, even if the "flowers" are discolored, the grass is withered and the leaves are yellow, and the old trees are still green with their own green, dreaming of their persistent dreams.
The old tree is alive, it is thick and thin, and Top Gun.
The shape of the dragon attracted the children to stop, and they speculated about the past of the old tree and looked forward to the future of the old tree. Some birds try to build a nest among the green leaves and enjoy the cool cool of the summer greenery, and the old trees open their "umbrellas" and accept the birds without hesitation. The children can also finally play happily in the shade of the huge trees. The "umbrella cover" covers the children, and the children are no longer afraid of the hot chase, not afraid of the scorching sun. The old tree is like a kind elder, brushing his "beard", looking at it with a smile, looking, this look is decades, the old tree, as if he saw the shadow of his youth again......
The old tree is rooted in Si, and the heart is born here. Although the old tree is old, it is still ambitious.
I can't help but think of a poem: "Although the rotten wood is difficult to build in the clouds, the blooming spring can also be a poem." "If an old tree does not grow old, it will shade future generations.