Perhaps due to the call of Miss Spring and its own efforts, this small tree miraculously "came back to life". A breeze blew by, and the small tree shook its green leaves again. It waved to me, as if thanking us for giving it life. Below is a 600-word essay on a small tree that I carefully compiled (12 pieces in general). You are welcome to learn from it and refer to it. I hope it will be helpful to you. Small Tree Composition 1
On March 12, we participated in a tree planting activity.
As soon as I arrived at XX Park, I became excited. I looked at Zhang San’s tools and Li Si’s tools, and thought: They didn’t bring all the tools, especially water. The sapling will wither, God help me! The more I think about it, the happier I am. At this time, Teacher Xu came to me, looked at my tools, and said, "Cai Zhijun, you are so considerate." I was very happy after hearing this.
We lined up to pick up the saplings. The saplings I took were very strong. Teacher Xu looked at my saplings and praised: "Cai Zhijun, you chose the saplings well. You have good eyesight." I smiled naively after hearing this.
Teacher Chen assigned Na Xiaotao and I to become a "combat" group.
I first dug a hole with a big shovel, digging and digging, but found that I couldn’t dig it anymore. I put down the shovel and looked carefully, oh! It turned out that the stone was blocked, so I shoveled the big stone out with all my strength. The pit became deeper and deeper. Teacher Xu looked at it and said happily: "Okay, put the saplings in!" I picked up the saplings carefully, for fear of hurting the saplings. The sapling stood in the pit, its leaves rustling, as if to say: "Thank you, Cai Zhijun! You gave me a new home. The location is good and the environment is good. I really don't know how to thank you!" I laughed. He said: "No need to thank me, as long as you can contribute to mankind, I will be satisfied."
"Our saplings are planted!"
I turned around Looking at it, it turned out that Question Mark was shouting excitedly.
"Zhou Yanan, hurry up and fetch some water. It must be done within 30 seconds."
At this time, Xiaotao also came back to fetch water, because the little water I brought was There is simply not enough for the saplings to drink. I picked up the water and poured it. The little sapling drank the water. How happy it was!
With the efforts of our classmates, the saplings all have homes. Looking at this piece of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, I seem to smell the intoxicating fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus and see the blooming sweet-scented osmanthus like stars. Although we are very tired, we are very happy when we see the saplings we planted ourselves.
I can plant trees! I will remember this Arbor Day forever. Xiaoshu Composition 2
Xiaoshu and Feng are good friends. They often play together.
In spring, the spring breeze blew on my face and felt very comfortable on my body. The little tree said gratefully: "Chunfeng, thank you for giving me a free massage. Your skills are so high!" The wind said modestly: "It's nothing. "At noon, the tree made a rustling sound. Oh, it turned out that the wind and the small tree were playing gun battle. It was so lively! I saw the spring breeze using all its strength and launching a wind current attack, but the tree trunk still didn't move at all, as if to say: "You can't defeat me."
In summer, the sultry summer wind faces me. Coming, waves of heat waves kept blowing on the leaves like a big monster, making a "swish, swish, swish" sound, as if to say: "It's so hot, wind, please cool down, my leaves are almost on fire." !" The wind said helplessly: "I can't help it, Father Sun is too hot." The tree cleverly said, "Then you go talk to the sun, don't be too hot." The wind flew to the sun and said. "Father Sun, please cool down, the little trees are going to be scorched." Father Sun said, "Okay." It will become cooler this summer.
In autumn, the little tree changed into a yellow fur coat, and the wind praised it: "It's so beautiful!" A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the leaves fell one after another, some like an eagle, spreading its wings and flying; Like butterflies dancing gracefully; others are like a skilled dancer, dancing lightly. The ground was covered with fallen leaves, like a thick carpet. The wind blew the fallen leaves to the top for a while, and then blew them to the bottom again, like a naughty child blowing feathers.
In winter, the north wind was biting, and the small trees were shivering from the cold. Fortunately, the snowflakes fell, and the falling snowflakes covered the small forest with a white quilt. It was really a timely help, the small tree said comfortably. : "Sister Xuehua, thank you!"
Xiaoshu and Feng are still good friends. As long as you calm down and listen carefully, you will hear the sound of "rustling". This is when the two of them are still together. Playing games! Little Tree Composition 3
They followed the cry and came behind a cloud and saw an old man with a white beard. The little tree asked: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" The old man replied: "I am Santa Claus, today is Christmas, and I came out to deliver gifts. But on the way to deliver the gifts, the reindeer caught a cold. I couldn't give The children have given gifts, and they will definitely be unhappy this Christmas, wuwu." Feng Feng felt very sympathetic to Santa Claus, and he wanted to help him, but how could he help him? Xiaoshu is really smart and thought of a good idea: ‘Let’s give you a gift. His name is Feng Feng, and he is also willing to help you. "Santa Claus stopped crying, raised his head and said, "Thank you." He started and said, "Thank you, but Feng Feng can't fly." "It's okay, he can ride on my back." Xiaoshu said. "Thank you, thank you.
"Santa Claus was very moved.
They set off! The first chimney belonged to a poor man's house and was very narrow. The small tree couldn't get in, so Feng Feng had to come in. Although he was a little scared, he still closed the door. His eyes jumped. Wow! So soft! It turned out that this child was afraid that Santa Claus would fall when he jumped down the chimney, so Feng Feng felt so excited that he almost cried. , I gave him a scarf. So Feng Feng took out a beautiful scarf from the Christmas bag and gently placed it on the child's bedside. "The child will be very happy." Feng Feng smiled.
< p> The second chimney is a rich man’s chimney, it is wide and long. The little tree fell down, my God, the little tree almost fell to death when it came down from it, "Fortunately I have a pair of wings!" "Xiaoshu thought to himself. Xiaoshu quietly walked to the little boy's bed, and he found a little sock next to the bed. The smell was indescribable. However, I can guarantee that if you smell that smell, you will lose ten years of your life. Ah. The little tree should still put some candies in it, but it was about to faint. After the little tree was released, it came out immediately and said to Feng Feng: "That little boy's socks are almost making me faint. Help me." Feng Feng burst out laughing: "You are so unlucky." "The two of them kept sending and sending, and finally gave away all the gifts. Santa Claus said: "Thank you so much, I gave you two gifts." What is the gift?
If you want to know what happened next time, let’s listen to the explanation in the next chapter...Small Tree Composition 4
Today is the Arbor Day on March 12, and I came to xx Park early to participate Tree planting activities held in our school.
I saw the green trees in xx Park, the birds had already held a concert on the branches, and the old people doing morning exercises were all in high spirits. Everything in front of us is so harmonious and beautiful. It seems that it has been carefully prepared to welcome us. Now we are waiting for us to add a piece of new green to it.
After meeting other students, we went with the teacher to collect saplings. My group received 4 saplings in one day. Then we carefully moved the saplings to the tree planting area.
When we came to the tree planting area, we first chose a place where our beloved saplings could absorb enough nutrients and get enough sunlight, and then we started digging holes. At the beginning, we didn't know how to use a shovel, so we had to dig out the soil clumsily bit by bit. When the physical education teacher saw it, he came over to help, and he dug a big and deep hole in three strokes, five by five, and two. As soon as we dug it, we couldn't wait to put the sweet-scented osmanthus sapling into the pit and straighten it.
Finally, we started to fill the soil. We used a small shovel to gently fill the soil into the hole bit by bit, for fear of accidentally hurting the sapling and causing it pain. After filling the soil, we trampled the soil next to the saplings firmly, and then used a small shovel to shovel out a dam so that the saplings could drink to their full capacity.
"Ah, it's finally done!" With a sigh, we finally helped the saplings settle into a new home. Looking at the fruits of our hard work all morning, my heart felt like a honey jar had been overturned. I don’t know how sweet it is. The breeze blew, and I seemed to smell the rich fragrance of the sweet-scented osmanthus when it was in full bloom, and saw the beautiful starry scene when the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom.
On the way back to school, I felt that the flowers on the roadside were blooming so brilliantly, the grass was so green, the sky was so clear, and everything seemed to be working for me. , and these all stem from just one thing - I can plant trees! Small Tree Composition 5
There is a big tree on the roadside. It has been standing there for many years, and its bark is gradually falling off. Next to it, a small tree was recently transplanted.
The old tree was very lonely. When he saw the little tree coming, he enthusiastically said to the little tree: "Don't say anything. Don't worry, I will definitely treat you like my own son." Xiaoshu was extremely happy when he heard this. From now on, as long as the young tree screams thirsty, the old tree will drop the dew on the leaves into the mouth of the young tree; as long as the young tree screams hot, the old tree will immediately send the breeze in; as long as the young tree screams cold, the old tree will Will cover the branches and leaves tightly.
On a sultry afternoon, the old tree stood next to the young tree, knowing that a storm was coming.
Sure enough, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and for a long time, a flash of light fell from the sky like a giant dragon. Then, thunder sounded like a dragon roaring, a sound like a mountain falling and the earth cracking, and lightning like a sword. Flying like a giant thunder, roaring like a world dragon. In an instant, all birds and beasts fled, and the world was in chaos. The rain fell in torrents for several hours.
The old tree tried its best to protect the young tree, but what about the young tree? He dozed in the arms of the old tree. After the storm, the old tree knew that he was exhausted both physically and mentally and could no longer hold on, so he doted on the little tree even more.
Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and moon fly like a shuttle. When the ancients passed by, there would be unforeseen circumstances, and people would have misfortune and good fortune. No, disaster would come.
A heavy rainstorm that lasted for three days and three nights made the soil that stabilized the rocks unable to withstand the repeated attacks of rain, and finally collapsed. So, muddy water mixed with sand and gravel rushed down the mountain. The old tree looked at the devil-like mudslide, grinned ferociously, swallowed up the house, and pounced on the old tree. The old tree resisted with all his strength. The old tree knew that this was useless. So he used all his strength to say to the little tree: "After going through a lot of hardships, only then will all the hardships come to an end..." As soon as he finished speaking, he was broken in the middle by a mudslide, and the little tree disappeared without a trace.
Not to mention the whereabouts of the old tree, the young tree was rushed to a place and I don’t know what to do when it wakes up? Suddenly, he suddenly remembered what the old tree said, and he worked hard to grow. After the baptism of wind and rain, it finally grew into a towering tree.
The story tells us that only after being tempered by wind and rain can a tree grow into a towering tree. Small Tree Composition 6
Today our Venus team went to Xixi Wetland to plant trees.
As soon as I got there, I couldn’t wait to pick up the shovel. The handle of that shovel is a bamboo pole, and the bottom is made of iron. It is very heavy and taller than me. It seems to be as tall as my mother!
At the beginning, the farmer uncle taught us how to plant. He first dug up a pool of soil with a shovel and put it next to him. After getting up, he moved the saplings in and filled in the soil, so that an osmanthus tree was planted.
Then we started planting, but as soon as we dug, we jumped so fast that we jumped up and down on the shovel "dang-dang-dang-dang", but we still couldn't jump; I stepped on it. , stepped on, stepped on, stepped on, but still couldn't step on it. In the end, I had to let my mother support me, climbed onto the shovel like a monkey, jumped as hard as I could, and finally stepped on the shovel. I climbed down again and pressed down the shovel for planting trees, and the soil was pried up. We dug up the soil and put it aside. I still spent a lot of effort! Then I put the saplings in and filled them with soil. Everyone says that I am very powerful, but I don’t think so. I think Wu Yuchen is more powerful than me.
Then I planted a second tree, which was a medulla tree. That little tree, even though it is short, is not as tall as my waist, but it is still quite heavy. I picked it up and was surprised. It turned out that there was a big piece of soil under it. I thought: "What should I do? Such a big piece of soil? How long will it take to dig?" I jumped around and jumped around. Jump on, it’s a busy time! Then I pulled the little tree over. I wanted to carry it, but I couldn't. I wanted to lift it, but I couldn't. Finally, I had to drag it over, and Wu Yuchen helped me drag it over. Then I put the small tree in the tree pit, and the hole I dug was just right! I filled it with two shovels of soil and it was OK!
I think the first osmanthus tree I planted will be very lush in autumn and turn into a tall osmanthus tree, and the osmanthus on it will still smell fragrant. I think that medulla tree will grow very big in the future and turn into a big ball.
I am so happy planting trees today! Small Tree Composition 7
I am a sycamore tree. I have grown in the embrace of nature since I was a child. My mother has accompanied me to grow up. Now, I have grown from a small sapling into a towering tree. Tree. At the same time, the price is that my mother leaves me.
Since then, I have become a homeless lone tree. Even my good brothers despise me. I am very confused and don’t know what to do in the future.
The sky was clear that day, and a bird flew from a distance. Her singing happy songs made me feel better. She flapped her beautiful wings, looked around, flew towards me, and stopped on my branch. She asked: "Are you unhappy? Can I sing to you?" "Okay, then we will be friends from now on!" I agreed. She opened her mouth and sang a song. The song was crisp and sweet, and I couldn't help but be intoxicated by it. The song of the bird made me find hope in life, and my body became healthier day by day. I am no longer as downcast as before. Now, I feel that life is becoming exciting again and everything is gradually on track.
But one day, the sound of gunfire broke this peaceful and peaceful world. The hunter shoots my best friend, the bird, out of the sky. I wanted to save her, but after all, I was just a tree, and I could only watch this bloody scene happen. Everything seemed to be back to the starting point, back to before I knew the bird, as if nothing had happened. I slowly picked up the fragments of memory in my mind and recalled that once happy past. I smiled, but it was a bitter smile that was lifeless and without strength. Laughing I am just a tree and cannot protect my friends.
It was another sunny day, but it was another bad news. Several lumberjacks came from the city. They raised their ruthless axes and chopped down one tree after another. Relatives, there is only a lonely wooden pile left, but all I can do is stand by and watch. I knew it was useless to grieve, so I gathered my thoughts and prepared for the moment when my life would end.
I have thought a lot. When tall buildings are built, will they be happy without our forest? Small Tree Composition 8
I don’t know when a small tree grew next to the well in my house. No one has seen it, but it caught my attention.
I always like to bring my little stool and sit by the well and watch her silently. At first, she was still very small, with many small branches next to the main trunk. Her leaves are many and jagged, covering the whole tree. They are round, like a green egg, so beautiful. Every time the wind blows, the little tree will wave lightly, stretch out her beautiful little hands, sway with the wind, and wave lightly to all living things. I long for such beauty in my world. From then on, I fell in love with her and her charming figure.
The little tree gradually grew up, and one day, she grew many flower buds. The flower buds are small and round. That night, Xiao Yu seemed to know her thoughts, and a light rain quietly fell that night, nourishing the small tree.
The next day, she was full of youthful vitality, with a few red spots appearing among the green, a little red among the greenery, which was the icing on the cake and even more charming. I couldn't wait to walk to her. Several flowers had unfolded their leaves, like trumpets, but purple. I wonder if I have an illusion!
What is more beautiful is the flowers in the morning, with rain and fog. The light rain entangled her, and the mist fascinated her, which was a unique pleasure. I stared at her for a long time, unwilling to look away. I wanted to keep the most beautiful picture in my memory forever, and have endless aftertaste in the future.
The small trees invisibly add a unique scenery to the wells. The water in the wells nourishes the small trees. Repeatedly, this is probably the harmony of nature! This kind of harmony allows her to shake hands with the world tightly, talk to heaven and earth, and take in all the light, earth, and color. She is sincere without jealousy, she is simple yet gorgeous; she raises her head to greet passers-by, and bows her head to congratulate and wish her family members.
Sometimes I also think that the beautiful flowers may be a gift of spring and autumn, a concentrated cloud of clouds! Perhaps it is also the purest heart she dedicated to us! With her heart, she embraces the world more enthusiastically! Small Trees Composition 9
In the garden not far from my home, there are many small trees growing, among which the yellow jujube tree is the most numerous, and it is said that it is the city tree of Chongqing.
The yellow jujube tree is green all year round, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and has tenacious vitality. It can grow freely whether in the cracks of rocks or in harsh growth environments. It plays a great role. It is planted on both sides of the city streets. It provides fresh air and can block the scorching sun. It is a good place for people to enjoy the cool air. Planted on both sides of rivers, it can prevent soil erosion. Planted on hillsides, it prevents landslides. Its roots can also hug huge rocks. The most respectable one is like a green umbrella open no matter in the scorching sun or in the cold winter months. What it brings to people is green and fresh air.
However, the fate of the yellow jueshu turned out to be very tragic. People ignore its survival and don't care about its life. The leaves gradually withered and were riddled with insect bites, and the leaves were also covered with thick dust, making the yellow oak tree unable to breathe. The yellow jujube tree is already terminally ill. Whenever I go to see the yellow oak tree, it has lost its former appearance, lost its green color, and lost its beauty. It seems to be saying: I will never provide you with fresh air again. There is another type of yellow oak tree that has an even worse fate due to human activities, development, and construction. Some yellow jue trees actually lost their lives and their homes.
I often see blue skies, clear water, and a few white clouds hanging in the sky in books and on TV. However, now that I am 11 years old, seeing such a scene is extremely rare in my hometown. Nature is destroyed, the ecology is out of balance, and the population is too large. What is even more frightening is that landslides, floods, house collapses, and how many people have lost their lives. I wonder if nature should punish humans?
Let us start from small things, starting from me. Take care of the trees and protect the living space of mankind together! Small Tree Composition 10
The blue sky, green grass, happy birds, playing fish, and busy farmers in the fields form a wonderful picture of spring.
When I was a child, my grandma was very kind to me, a little kid. She always patted my little head and smiled brightly when she saw me. Grandma doesn’t have any hobbies, she just likes to take care of flowers and plants. One day, she was hunched over and playing with something on the flower bed in the yard. I crept closer and suddenly said loudly, "Grandma, what are you hiding? Let me help you." She squinted her eyes and turned around and said mysteriously, "The little thing scared grandma. It turned out that grandma got an unknown small tree from somewhere. I climbed to the flower bed and held the small tree with both hands. Grandma's My hands and feet are not flexible and I keep digging. The golden sunlight shone on her dark, wrinkled face, illuminating her contented smile particularly clearly.
I heard from my mother that my grandma might have done it when she was young, but a woman could hold up one and a half strong men. She worked with great enthusiasm and her words could be heard in the sky. Nowadays, time is not forgiving, and grandma is getting old, but she still insists on getting up early every morning to do farm work, and her body is very strong.
Under the care of my grandma, the little tree grew strong. My sister and I were playing hide and seek in the yard and blowing bubbles. Once, colorful bubbles flew to the flower bed. I went up to the flower bed to catch the bubbles. I accidentally trampled down the small tree planted by my grandma. I was shocked and kept silent for fear of being blamed by my grandma. When my sister saw this, she quickly ran over and asked me what was wrong? I stared at the small tree broken in two, at a loss.
Seeing that I looked depressed, my sister quickly comforted me and said, let’s save it quickly while grandma is not here. I straightened the weak branches of the small tree. My sister found a small wooden stick and inserted it into the flower bed, and fixed the small tree with a rope. I went home very late that day, the sun had already set, and a few stars were twinkling in the night sky, seeming to urge me and also seem to blame me. That's grandma's darling.
As time passed, my sister and I became more generous, and my grandmother passed away. We rarely returned to the yard full of childhood fun. But I still miss that little tree from time to time. I wonder if the little tree has already flourished. The little tree I trampled down, do you still remember me? Small tree composition 11
A tree, but it brings me a life with sound. I believe that silence is a good way of expression. ——Inscription
There was a four or five-year-old child sitting next to me, swaying his little feet, and murmuring: "Why don't you come..." Every time, I am at the bus stop, They all used to sit on the chairs on the platform and wait for the bus to arrive. Sometimes I read a book, sometimes I pay attention to the people passing by, or I see a luxury car speeding past, and then I yell "Wow!" and then lower my head to look at the ants carrying food. Just looking forward to it, sometimes taking bus number 1, sometimes taking bus number 35, but I can never look forward to the bus I need to take.
Two No. 1 buses passed by, but I didn’t see No. 35. Usually when I’m waiting for the No. 1 bus, a No. 35 bus always passes in front of me first. But what happened today? I looked around casually: the clothing store became a steakhouse; the bakery became a book city... and there was a strange little tree. Oh! This tree is really strange, it looks like a big umbrella, one side is full of leaves, and the other side has only a few leaves. I looked around and saw that the trees on the roadside were very lush, but why did this tree look like this?
Just as I was thinking about it, the bus came.
The weather is getting cooler and autumn is coming.
Early in the morning, I ran quickly to the bus stop. I saw this strange tree from afar, and I named it "Little Tree".
I stood next to the small tree, thinking about the reason for its strangeness, but then I remembered today’s exam. "Is the test paper difficult?" I started to worry. Suddenly, I felt a hand touching my hair. I turned my head and found that it was the leaves of a small tree.
I think the little tree is not an ordinary tree.
The bus stopped next to the platform. I got on the bus and looked at the tree, feeling like a tree god. I smiled, feeling that my idea was too naive.
Gradually, I feel that the little tree has become my confidant. Whenever I meet a small tree, I will walk up to it and say a few words to it, or tap its leaves. Xiaoshu and I have become close friends across the soul.
Autumn has traveled all over my hometown, but the leaves of the small trees are still as green as summer. I will definitely stay with the little tree like the leaves. Small Tree Composition 12
There is a lonely big tree on the roadside. He has been standing there for many years, and the bark is gradually falling off. Next to him, a small tree recently sprouted.
Here’s the thing. A year ago, many big trees were planted here. Someone passed by here and saw how strong the big trees were. They thought it would be valuable to sell the wood, so they secretly cut down the trees. Just as he was about to cut down the last tree, he was discovered. So, the tree survived alone.
Dashu was very sad to see that his partner was missing. One day, the woodpecker nurse at the forest hospital found that the big tree was peeling. It was strange, so she flew over to treat the big tree. The woodpecker pecked here and there, and soon it was diagnosed that the big tree had a rare form of "arboreal autism." When the big tree saw the woodpecker, it was like seeing a savior: "Nurse Woodpecker, you must help me. Get me a tree seed!" The woodpecker nurse looked at the dying tree and felt very sad: "Okay. , I will try my best." After saying that, she flew away.
The next day, the woodpecker came again. Today she is not alone. Look, there is a small seed in her mouth! The tree shouted happily and thanked the woodpecker profusely.
From then on, Dashu was no longer lonely, because he had a new partner by his side. Watching the little tree break out of the ground, watching the little tree grow taller and taller, the big tree gives the best nutrients to the little tree every day.
A big typhoon blew countless things into the sky. The big tree was afraid that the small tree would be blown away, so it tightly protected the small tree with its branches. But the typhoon was so strong that the branches of the big trees were broken one after another. After the typhoon, the big trees became weaker and weaker, but the small trees survived safely.
The little tree saw that the big tree around it was gradually withering, and it was extremely sad. He imitated what the big tree was like before, and also tried his best to supply the big tree with his own nutrients. But in winter, the big trees still died, leaving the small trees alone on the roadside this time.
One day when the flowers were blooming in the spring of the second year, the little tree suddenly found a bud on the dead trunk of the big tree. He knew that this was Grandpa Big Tree coming back to accompany him again, and he couldn't help crying with joy and hanging down. The branches gently caressed the green buds...