I grew up with the little tree essay Urgent

So I made a vow since I was a child: I want to be as tall as a tree, strong as a tree, and grow with a tree.

When I was a child, I used to play under the jujube tree; Or sleep on it, or whisper to it under its dense leaves. It's like a bosom friend, accompanying me every day. Later, I left my hometown, my friends, and it.

But my heart is always thinking about my little tree. Every year when I go home, I always visit it, and watching it grow day by day, I feel an indescribable joy in my heart.

I will always remember that day, on the eve of my 8th birthday, a begonia was planted in the yard. Its bright petals immediately grabbed people's attention. The neighbor's aunt said that the bright begonia will definitely surpass the jujube tree.

Looking at people's eyes, my heart is very uncomfortable. Yes, my jujube tree is indeed not as soft as begonias, but it is more resolute and simple than begonias. I still visit it often, hoping that it will grow taller and bigger.

In the blink of an eye, spring goes to the summer solstice, and the begonias are more gorgeous. Its beautiful and graceful branches make people can't help but take a few more looks. My jujube tree still stands tall amid the sound of cicadas and frogs, except for being greener and more lush, but it has not changed at all.

I felt as uncomfortable as a basin of cold water. Slowly, the heavy schoolwork made me forget about it. The beauty of the begonias also intoxicated me.

Autumn finally arrived, and I took advantage of the National Day to visit my relatives, only to find that people were rushing to taste the fruits of the jujube tree. In this harvest season, the begonia, which was once full of charm, is withered like an old man. The wind took away its petals, the rain knocked off its leaves, and it lost its beautiful face.

But the jujube tree still stands there. Its fat fruits are dotted one by one. It was there to welcome me.

The neighbor's aunt said she wanted to punch a nail in the tree, but the nail was bent and didn't even get an inch into the bark. I thought, maybe that's its character!

When I grew up, I used to think about that event. The jujube tree and begonia made me see the outside and the inside. Only those who are as resolute and willing to contribute as the jujube tree are strong.

Begonias are beautiful, but they are only nothing. Only a truly meaningful survival is a strong one. Only by learning to spring and autumn can we survive better.

Now the jujube tree is "12 years old", but it has always been with me. I learned a lot from it. Thank you for its company and for the inspiration it has given me. I've been with it, all the time. Spend the years and grow up slowly.

Just write your thoughts, and remember that the front and back should correspond. So I think it's better to write **yes to deal with this article.

There is a beautiful village with lush forests on the hills, crystal clear water in front of the village, and fresh and sweet air. Because people cut down trees, the village was finally destroyed. In order to prevent tragedy from happening in our hometown, we decided to plant more trees.

On Sunday, my parents and I went to plant trees, we went to buy a few saplings, I took the saplings, my parents came to dig holes, after a while, the saplings were planted, I brought a bottle of water, sprinkled a little water on the land with saplings, I took a bag of fertilizer and sprinkled it in the land, after an hour, I looked at the saplings we planted, and thought, "Why haven't the saplings grown, so I asked Dad." "Dad said Hui Infiltration:

Little trees, like us, don't grow so quickly." A week later, we came to the tree planting garden again, and I was so happy to see that the little tree had grown a little bigger, and I couldn't help but exclaim, "The little tree has grown!"

Mom and Dad were very happy when they saw it, so I took another bottle of water and a bag of fertilizer and sprinkled it on the ground, and when the matter was done, I went home with Mom and Dad. On the way home, I thought to myself, how I wish I could let the little tree grow up with me and do my little bit to protect the environment. In the future, I will plant trees every year, so that there will be more green around us and the environment will be more beautiful!