A poor farmer had a friend who was famous for growing wonderful apples. One day, his friend gave the farmer a young apple tree and told him to take it home and plant it. The farmer was satisfied with the gift, but when he got home, he didn't know where to plant it. He was afraid that if he planted trees by the roadside, strangers would steal fruit. If he plants trees in one of his fields, his neighbors will come and steal some apples at night. If he plants trees near his home, his children will pick the fruits. Finally, he planted the tree in his forest, where no one could see it. But without sunshine and fertile soil, the tree soon died. Later, the friend asked the farmer why he planted trees in such a poor place. "What's the difference?" The farmer said angrily. "If I plant a tree by the side of the road, strangers will steal the fruit. If I plant trees in one of my fields, my neighbors will come and steal some apples at night. If I plant it near my home, my own children will take it away. " "Yes," said the friend, "but at least some people can enjoy the fruit. Now you not only robbed everyone of the fruit, but also destroyed a good apple tree! " A poor farmer had a friend who was famous for planting magical apple trees. One day, the farmer's friend gave him a small apple tree. The farmer is very satisfied with this gift. But when he got home, he didn't know where to plant it. He is worried that he will plant an apple tree by the roadside and strangers will steal apples from it. He planted trees in one of his fields, and his neighbors would come and steal apples at night. He plants trees next to the house, and his children will pick apples. Finally, he planted trees in the forest where no one could see them. But without sunshine and soil, the tree died soon. Later, a friend asked the farmer why he planted trees in such a barren place. "What's the difference?" The farmer said angrily, "if I plant an apple tree by the roadside, strangers will steal apples from it." If I plant trees in my own field, my neighbors will steal apples at night. " . I plant trees next to my home, and my own children can pick apples. "Yes," said his friend. "But at least someone may share these fruits. Now you not only deprive everyone of the fruit, but also ruin a good apple.
Trees!
English poetry and prose I
Lake in autumn
I still clearly remember when the story happened. Autumn leaves fell to the ground and restored the lake. We used to swim there like children. In the sun, there is the Shire. We used to be very happy at that time. I thought we were. But the truth is that you have been eager to leave me and dare not tell me. On that precious night, watching the lake, in a trance. You said, "Our story is coming to an end."
The rain killed the last days of summer, and you killed my last love, starting from a long time ago. I still don't think I will experience another love story. You took everything from me. I stood there, knowing that I would be the forgotten one. But I still looked at the lake, confused, and I knew that my life was coming to an end.
English Poetry Lang's Poems
These things will never die. These things will never disappear.
Charles Dickens/Charles Dickens
Pure, bright, beautiful, pure, brilliant, beautiful,
Shocked our young hearts, shocked our young hearts,
The impulse to pray without words urges us to pray without words.
Dreams of love and truth; Let us dream of love and truth;
Desire after loss, cherish after loss,
The yearning cry of the spirit makes the soul cry deeply,
Pursuing better hopes-fighting for better dreams-
These things will never disappear. These things will never disappear.
Give a helping hand shyly,
When your brother needs it,
A kind word when you are sad and difficult; A kind word when you are sad and difficult.
This proves a true friend; Enough to prove a friend's sincerity;
Begging for forgiveness softly, begging for forgiveness softly,
When justice draws near and judgment draws near,
A contrite heart has a kind of sadness.
These things will never die. These things will never disappear.
Let every hand convey warmth.
Must find some work to do; Do as much as you can;
Don't miss the opportunity to wake up love-don't miss the opportunity to wake up love-
Firm, fair and true; Firmness, integrity and loyalty;
A light that never fades, your light shines on the earth.
Shining on you from a height. It won't disappear.
The angel's voice says to you-you will hear the angel's voice say-
These things will never die. These things will never disappear.