Composition of Fengjie Winter 1000

On the way to school, my daughter suddenly stopped moving forward and squatted down to pick up two poplar leaves from the ground. She quickly wiped the leaves gently, leaving only two bare petioles, and then gave me one of them: "Mom, let's play!" " "I smiled with relief and took the initiative to put the petiole through my daughter's root and bend it. The daughter shouted, "One, two!" "With a gentle force, my daughter stumbled back and the petiole broke in two. "Mom, compare again!" "The daughter decisively threw away the broken handle in her hand and bent down to pick up the fallen leaves.

Seeing my daughter skipping down to pick up the fallen leaves, my mood can't help warming up. I used to play this game repeatedly with my friends, this game with petioles as props. I couldn't help but lower my head and picked up a leaf and looked at it. Those memories of green leaves flashed before my eyes.

I was born in the countryside, and my childhood was inseparable from nature. There is a forest in my hometown, but it is our paradise. In summer, every time after school, we go to the forest to hide cats and dogs. There are always naughty boys who climb tall willows, break them and put them on their heads. When playing war games, they used their wicker rings to grab the title of early commander.

We can't climb trees, but we can go downstream. There is a lotus not far from the Woods.