Beautiful sentences describing elm trees

Here are some beautiful sentences describing elms:

1 sentence: There is an old elm tree to the south of the neighbor's gate. Its trunk is as thick as a folded arm, and its rough gray bark is covered with cracks. The whole tree leans to the south. When I was a child, my friends and I liked this tree best.

The second sentence: In early spring, new buds grew on the dark gray old elm trunk. However, overnight, an old elm tree in green will miraculously appear in front of me. Naughty house finches are flying around the branches of the old elm tree, chirping and chirping. I stood in front of the house and looked at the old elm tree. Meeting as old friends is Shu Ran's greatest wish.

The third sentence: the tender green elm with big nails looks like copper coins used in ancient times. It is flat and has a seed in the middle. When a few elm dollars are squeezed, the branches of elm trees are bent. At this time, the eldest brother at the door will obliquely nail a nail on a long wooden stick, lift the wooden stick and stretch it into the middle of the branch, find a good elm branch, stick it under the nail, screw it down and pull it down. Our children ran home, took a small basin, tore off a handful of yuqian, put it in the basin, and asked their mother to make yuqian steamed bread.

The fourth sentence: In summer, the old elm will hold up a big umbrella for us. Our five sisters will pester the old elm tree and drag it around endlessly. The old elm is also very happy to be with us. Then the old elm tree at one end and me at the other end pulled up the rubber band, and the four sisters jumped around and always competed with each other. Cheerful laughter spread to the blue sky through the lush branches and leaves, and spread far and far. ...

The fifth sentence: In winter, the old elm tree becomes a white-bearded grandfather. The crooked branches are high and reach into the blue sky. The thick snow is not more than a foot high than the old elm. So we stepped on the thick snow and climbed up the thick branches of the old elm tree intimately, shaking the snow foam on the branches and falling on our faces, shaking a little. I know, this is a little joke that Grandpa White Beard played with us. Ah! It turns out that Grandpa White Beard is also childlike.