Grandpa and I struggled to carry two bags of fertilizer up the mountain.
Opening the bag, I saw Xiao Fei rolling, just like a group of little angels in white. I thought to myself, "How can these young trees thrive? Maybe they are a group of little angels who can do magic. As soon as they say the spell "Young trees grow sparsely", the trees grow quickly. Otherwise, it is a group of warriors, driving away the residents who are harmful to the trees in the soil, and then bringing the residents who are beneficial to the trees to the roots for the trees to absorb ... My mind is full of imagination. Grandpa began to spread fertilizer. " Sasha vujacic ",fertilizer fell to the ground, a crisp sound. I became interested when I saw foreign judges concentrate on spreading fertilizer. I just snatched it from my grandfather. Fertilizer can be naughty, one by one slipping through my fingers. I began to daydream about the story of these fertilizers in the soil: when they arrived in the soil, they found many "channels", which were actually the roots of big trees, and they went in. They found that this place is actually very big, and there are things like them everywhere. They continued to walk up. When they were halfway there, a magical attraction attracted them to all parts of the tree ... Today I experienced the happiness in the countryside, and I grew up happily here!