A poem or composition about planting trees is 500 words.

Article 12: How unforgettable, Arbor Day 2007!

Spring has come and everything is revived.

On Sunday, Wan Li was clear and sunny, but the rabbit was still bored and unhappy in bed. Looking at the sunny weather outside the window, it suddenly remembered something and quickly got up and flipped through the calendar, right! Today is the annual Arbor Day. How could I almost forget? He quickly packed up and went out. He found his good friends, the elephant and the bear, and the three decided to plant trees on the grass in the park.

They came to the grass with shovels, saplings and kettles. First, the bear picked up a shovel and dug a hole in the grass. Soon, the hole was dug and the saplings were put into the hole for nothing. Then he held the sapling in his hands, filled the hole with ash and planted a sapling. One after another, soon, all the saplings were planted. They counted, ah! * * * There are 53 trees! Just the last step-watering, looking at the small kettle and a big sapling, they are worried: how long will it take to carry the water!

Just then, the elephant proudly said, "don't worry, I'm here!" Everyone looked at me. " Zhuangzhuang came to the lake, put its long nose into the water and took a drag. Then he came to the sapling and sprayed it hard. The clear lake came out, and soon, rows of saplings were watered. Looking at the fruits of their labor, everyone is in high spirits. It's like seeing a small tree grow into a towering tree.

A few days later, they came to the grassland again, and the grassland miraculously turned into a forest. Every big tree grows quite well, and the leaves on every tree are green and very dense. Everyone cheered: "The little tree has grown into a big tree! The little tree has grown into a big tree! " They held hands around the small trees they planted and smiled happily.

How happy I am! Arbor Day in 2007!

How unforgettable, Arbor Day in 2007!

Seventh: Unforgettable Arbor Day

Abstract: With saplings, shovels and buckets, we happily arrived at our destination-the hillside of Fengfei Mountain. The teacher taught us how to plant trees and divided us into dozens of groups, including Zhao Junjian and me. After a while, everyone found a place to start planting trees. Some dig holes, some water, some cultivate soil, and some plant saplings. ...

In the spring of March, the sun is shining, the warm wind is blowing gently, and the girl in spring quietly comes to the world with light steps. Everything on the earth has revived, and the grass has drilled a lovely little head, adding vitality to the world. Teacher Wu, the head teacher, always leads our Fifth Squadron to plant trees on a hillside in Feifengshan.

With saplings, shovels and buckets, we happily arrived at our destination-the hillside of Feifeng Mountain. The teacher taught us how to plant trees and divided us into dozens of groups, including Zhao Junjian and me. After a while, everyone found a place to start planting trees. Some people dig holes, some water them, some cultivate the soil, some plant seeds ... We are talking and laughing, and although we are sweating, we have added a beautiful scenery to our motherland!

Zhao Junjian volunteered: "I am a man, I will do the heavy work." While speaking, he has picked up a shovel. Holding the front end with his left hand and the back end tightly with his hand, he put his feet on the ground, leaned forward, put the shovel into the soil, pried it hard with his own sucking power, and finally dug up a piece of soil. I watched him dig and didn't want to fall behind. I picked up the bucket and came to the crystal clear stream. I crouched down and walked to him with a bucket of water. Because of the lack of labor at ordinary times, I can't lift a bucket of water. The water in the bucket splashed on the corner of my pants, but I didn't give up and didn't care. I walked on to him. When I came to him, he had dug a hole, so I put down the bucket, lifted the sapling into the soil and straightened it. He plowed the land with a shovel and then stamped it. Finally, I lifted the bucket and poured it into the gap of the seedlings. I am one-sided, thinking: Miao Miao, Miao Miao, you should grow up quickly, add vitality to the earth and add color to the motherland!

The spring breeze blows gently, as if blowing the young trees away: "Thank you, you have added a beauty to the society, and you have added a green color to the earth!" " "We listened and stood for a long time. ...