If I become a sapling, swaying in the spring breeze. Mom, you watered me and made me grow up slowly. The tree trunk gradually became stronger and was no longer swayed by the breeze. But would you guess that I am the little tree that you watered so carefully?
I want to spread out the branches quietly and watch you work.
When you saw that my branches and leaves became more lush after being watered by the rain, you smiled. I also hid my smile there, but didn't make a sound.
When you feel your eyes are tired, I will extend my branches to your window so that you can see the green leaves and relieve the fatigue of the day.
When you return to the yard after a day's work in the hot summer and sit on the rocking chair to rest, I will cast my shade on the ground to bring you a cool feeling.
But can you guess that this is your child’s little shadow?
When you walk to the yard in the evening and look up at the bright moon, I will suddenly fall to the ground again and become your child again. I want you to be with me. Play games.
"I haven't seen you all day, where have you been?"
"I haven't left you all day, Mom." I said with a smile.
If I become a tiny, tiny caterpillar, mother, please protect me with your broad wings and get me a little, little warmth.
I slowly and slowly grew feet. Mom, please let go of my hand and let me crawl by myself. Please don’t worry. No matter how muddy the land is, I can’t. Will slowly, slowly crawl deeper into the woods.
Mom, when you teach me to eat leaves, please teach me patiently and patiently. Don’t think that I will learn everything quickly. Your kindness will make me learn patiently and patiently. .
Mom, when you see me secretly playing with little ants when I should be studying; when you are angry because I lost a big piece of corn while jumping, please think of this sentence: I still Just a little caterpillar.
I gradually grew stronger and fatter. At that time, you would always nag: "Look at how slender the dragonfly is and how tall the cockroach next door is." I would impatiently say Said: "It's so annoying." Mom, please don't be angry. You have to believe that your child is walking his own path, and he will grow up gradually.
It is late autumn, and I have made a big, big cocoon. Mom, I think that is when you are most proud. You braved the cold and stayed by the cocoon, looking forward to it. ...
I can feel that kind of love while sleeping in my cocoon.
One day, I got out of my cocoon and finally flew freely in the sky. But when you get old, you can no longer fly, and you look up more and more, just like when I was a child, I looked up at you in the sky with envy. Maybe at this time you feel more relieved and disappointed.
But don't worry, Mom, I will still come back to you. Until then, Mom, please still call me little greenworm!