The story of a leaf

The Story of a Leaf (15 articles) The Story of a Leaf 1

Accompanied by the warm sunshine, I looked at the leaves outside the window and thought about it. Hey! Why am I in the tree? Looking at the leaves around me, there are so many!

My eyes moved below, where am I now? Why am I in heaven? I looked at myself again. I was wearing green clothes, which were thin but not cold.

Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a few golden leaves were blown away by the gusts of wind. They fluttered with the wind, and the leaves on the tree also began to flutter. I think those golden leaves were probably these Ye Zi’s grandparents are gone. Grandpa and grandma are gone. Let’s wave goodbye!

I looked across at an old couple sitting on a bench under the tree. They seemed to be arguing about something. At this time, the old woman suddenly stood up, with a burst of anger on her face and left immediately, and the old grandfather With apologies written all over his face, he immediately ran after the old lady, and the two old people disappeared at the intersection while scolding each other.

A little boy walked under the big tree, looking at me with a pair of bright eyes. He suddenly stood on the stool, his fat little hands came over to me, and he pulled my thin clothes. He pulled me hard and it hurt me, but he finally pulled me down. He held a small tree stick and kept turning me around. I vaguely heard him say, it would be fun to tear me apart. .

Suddenly I was awakened. I was still standing there, still looking at the leaves. I looked at the time and realized that I had been standing here for more than two hours.

This time, imagine that I am playing on a tree. Do you like this leaf? The Story of a Leaf 2

I stopped what I was doing and sat on the sofa.

Pick up the teapot, slowly open the lid, pour in hot water, shovel in some tea leaves, and wait for a while for the tea to blend into the water, forming a pot of sweet and delicious tea. If tea is a thousand-mile horse, then water is Bole. Water is a good friend and confidant to tea. Tea comes from the mountains, is collected at the foot of the mountains, and meets and gets to know the water. The water will discover the charm of tea that ordinary people cannot discover, and help the tea to bloom its most beautiful self. Water and tea complement each other and support each other. They not only fulfill themselves, but also fulfill others. Confucius once said: "Water is the true gentleman!" For me, how can tea not be a gentleman? The tea gradually relaxes its body in the water, stretches its limbs, and slowly merges with the water. The firmness of the tree, the beauty of the branches, and the softness of the leaves contained in the leaves are all seeped into the water, adding brilliance.

After the first tea is brewed, hold down the lid of the teapot and slowly pour out the tea, which is called waking up the tea. This is to wash away the astringent and bitter taste accumulated in the tea, and The aroma of tea accumulates at the bottom of the pot, leaving it for the second brew. The tea brews a melody in the pot, and the scent of orchids swirls and accumulates in the pot. The tea flows into the tea cup, like the vast grassland that has just entered autumn, with golden green grass; like the tinkling of mountain springs, the tea water collides with the cup wall. Tea pours into the cup, and the fragrance of the nectar in the cup is not overpowering, but subtle and interesting. It is incomparable to any floral or fruity fragrance. It is a refreshing fragrance that brings people into nature, just like the structure of tea - the vegetation of the world. , a little bit of astringency mixed in, the aroma is not monotonous.

Holding a cup of fragrant tea in hand, sipping it carefully, the sweetness and bitterness of the tea flow into the bottom of the heart, and the back of the tongue tastes a hint of sweetness. It is the surprise of tea, and it is the four senses of sight, smell, taste and feeling that tea brings to people. Focus on experience. Tasting tea is like appreciating life. Nine out of ten things go wrong, but there are always a few surprises that life brings. Tea-flavored life has various flavors and must be savored carefully! Must be enjoyed!

Tea enters the stomach, warmth flows throughout the body, and when I stand up from the sofa, I feel the breeze on my sleeves... The Story of a Leaf 3

Pieces of withered sycamore leaves, from time to time, It fell from the big tree beside the sidewalk, making a rustling sound. They seemed to be moaning and sighing.

I couldn't help but squat down, pick up a piece, and look at it carefully: it was old, yellow, and the sides were curled up, making it look dry, brittle, and broken. I rubbed it gently. Except for the petiole and veins, which were still connected to each other, the leaves broke apart and turned into powder, which fell to the ground. These fragments were blown away by the wind and scattered here and there, leaving no trace on the ground.

Isn’t everything in the world like this? They all have a process of production, development, and destruction—they have their own prime years and their twilight years. This is the law of nature. It is simply impossible for anyone who wants to live forever and dominate the world forever. Some people make selfless contributions to the people and society throughout their lives, and they will be remembered forever. On the contrary, some people hurt the people and commit crimes, and history will curse them and punish them. They will become sinners through the ages and will be infamous forever.

Every leaf has worked hard to produce nutrients and contributed to the growth of the tree. Although the leaves have died now, their fragments, no matter how far they are blown by the wind, will always be buried deeply in the soil and become nutrients for new plants.

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In the 30th century, it has been 900 years, and there is only one small green leaf in the world, called Xiaocui. People have caused unimaginable harm to nature, and waste gas emissions are the most serious.

Xiao Cui lives in a big tree by the roadside. She sniffs car exhaust every day. Her little life was in danger. On this day, a gust of wind brought Xiaocui to a fairyland, where the air was fresh and the trees were lush. There are many colorful wild flowers here, which are fragrant and charming. The endless lawn is like a green sky. Xiao Cui dances with the breeze, and even the cute birds are singing!

Gradually, many people discovered that the children were throwing snack bags on the grass one after another, two after two, and 100 after 100. Just like that, the beautiful lawn disappeared and turned into a bare garbage dump! All the flowers were picked by adults and children! Because there are no flowers, the birds fly unhappily here! From then on, the grassland was no longer green. The flowers also withered. The birds don't sing anymore! Xiaocui was very sad to see all this. It was late at night, and suddenly a stone fell from the sky. The stone sparkled. A fairy came down from the sky. She cast magic to make people understand what Xiao Cui said. The next morning, Xiaocui called everyone together and said to them: "Everyone, let's see what it was like when we first came here. Look now..." People looked around one after another, "It used to be green, but now." Xiao Cui continued.

Later, people realized their mistake and began to replant flowers, plants and trees to make the air fresher. They put all the garbage in the garbage disposal plant. A new and colorful world is finally back! People were very happy about this and decided to have a big party. Even though the kids ate a lot of snacks at the party, they never threw them away. The Story of a Leaf 5

Sculptor and painter Giacometti said: Sometimes in order to depict a head, you have to give up the entire body, and in order to paint a leaf, you have to ignore the entire landscape. It may seem like self-imposed limitations at first, but after a while, you will understand that when you draw a quarter of a scene, you can better grasp a certain emotion in the universe than when you pretend to draw the entire sky. .

This passage is probably about modern people. We see too many sights and ask for too many things. As a result, we don’t really see clearly what we see in the end, and most of the things we ask for cannot be obtained. Disappointment and loss have become the eternal feelings of modern people. But if you get it, do you know how to cherish it? I had it in hand, and when I looked elsewhere, hey, there was something better.

One person said, my friend, if you eat one piece in your mouth, hold one piece with chopsticks, and look at one piece with your eyes, you can do multiple things at once. What does that lump in your mouth taste like? If you don’t feel it with your heart, will it taste? That part of the chopsticks, the part you see with your eyes, makes you salivate, but will it end up in your mouth?

If you ask for too much, your life will eventually come to an end, and you will find that you have never truly enjoyed the feeling and taste of what you have obtained. The Story of a Leaf 6

The bitterly cold winter finally ushered in the spring of blooming flowers. My compatriots and I put on new green clothes. Sister Feng is like a dancer, pulling my graceful posture. The warm sunshine illuminated me like gold and green.

Time flies, and it’s the hot midsummer in the blink of an eye. The scorching sunshine from Father-in-law Sun is almost roasting us into beef skewers.

Maybe this is what I must go through in my life as a leaf! I understand a truth: How can you see a rainbow without going through wind and rain?

Father Time is really cruel, and it’s the season when destruction is coming to us again - autumn. I was crestfallen, watching the world with cold eyes. The cicadas screamed under my thick shade. Suddenly, after a strong wind, the original crisp chirping turned into a mournful wail. As soon as the sound of cicadas stopped, it was replaced by the sound of chirping insects. For silence. The desolate autumn night added a lot of fun. The autumn wind knocked on the window at night. Unable to bear the torture, I helplessly fell from the branches with the autumn wind. I closed my eyes and shed a tear silently.

Because I still have too much reluctance, too much reluctance, which will always become a regret.

I have nothing to wish for in this life, but I hope I will be a happy angel in my next life! The Story of a Leaf 7

The leaves dance gracefully with the gentle autumn wind, and collide with their companions from time to time. After playing for a while, it makes a "swishing" and "swishing" sound, like a symphony, which is very pleasant to the ears.

Mother Dashu wants to spread a golden carpet on the earth. A gust of wind blew over, and I - the leaves danced with the wind and gradually fell to the ground. A little ant crawled over and asked: "Hello Sister Ye Ye, can you be my boat and take me to play on the river?" I smiled and said to it: "Yes." In this way, we started our journey in the river . Along the way, it looked left and right, but couldn't get enough. After a while, it felt tired, so it lay on my body and fell asleep. Seeing its tired look, I couldn't bear to disturb it.

After a long time, a girl who was soaring in the text saw me and the sleeping little ant floating on the river, so she reached out and gently picked us up, holding us carefully in her hands to prevent us from Blow away in the wind. I looked at her with a smile on my face, but she didn't notice. I thought to myself: What a kind and loving girl! She didn't want to disturb us for another moment, so she put us down gently, got up and left. Soon after, the little ant woke up and said to me with a smile: "Thank you, Sister Ye, for making my wish to float in the water come true. I want to invite you to my home!" When I arrived at the ant's nest, I got to know many people. Friends include the enthusiastic uncle earthworm, the hospitable ant friends, and the thriving young tree buds. A few days later, I lay quietly on the earth again. Slowly, I became the nourishment of the earth, nourishing all things.

The autumn wind blew, and another leaf fell with the wind. A boy picked it up, and a beautiful story began... The Story of a Leaf 8

A long time ago, There were no trees at that time and only leaves grew on the ground. It can't be said to be leaves, just leaves, and there are no flowers and plants, which are boring and boring. There is only one leaf. He wants to do something, and the other leaves laugh at him. This leaf does not speak and waits silently.

Finally one day, a gust of wind blew, and the leaf floated away with the wind, and floated to the roadside of a town. This town is not much better than Ye Zi's hometown. It is also a barren land with no grass growing. Ye Zi inquires around and learns that there is a great mage here who is proficient in magic, so Ye Zi goes to the mage.

Yi Zi said to the mage: "I want to become a different plant and change the world." The mage said cheerfully: "It's a good idea, but to change, you have to never move, and you have to It took three torments of scorching sun, flood, and ice to become." So Ye Zi agreed.

The earth is standing in the mage's yard. When the scorching sun comes down, the leaves feel like they are about to be cooked. But he still stood upright. After the scorching sun passed, its stem became thicker and stronger, and turned brown. When the flood came, the leaf felt that it was about to be washed away, but it still stood deeply in the soil. When the flood passed, its leaves became more and more, and branches and leaves grew. The ice is coming, and there is ice and snow next to the leaf. The leaf feels that it is going to be frozen, but it still grits its teeth and holds on. After the ice and snow passed, the leaves grew bigger and bigger, and finally grew into a big tree. Soon after, trees like him grew around the tree, as well as flowers and grass. The whole town became a prosperous and lush scene

And just behind each tree There is also a tree in the world. It feels that just being a tree is a bit monotonous. It also wants to make some changes and bear fruit. Other trees laugh at it.

This tree doesn't speak, it works silently... The Story of a Leaf 9

From the time I became conscious, I knew that I was a leaf. Sister Trunk has been working tirelessly to take care of me and my brothers and sisters.

On an ordinary afternoon in the autumn of this year, I was still ignorant not long after I arrived in this world. I heard cheers around me, as if celebrating something. Then the seniors gave the first life lessons to little Ye Zi like me. At that moment, I understood the survival rules of leaves and what we would experience.

I am at a high place and can easily hear and see what is happening in the world - not far away, a child is asking a man why everyone else has a mother but he does not. After hearing this, the man quickly turned his head to the side. I clearly saw a hint of redness in the corners of his eyes, as if he was wearing eye makeup. Those eyes became extremely sad in an instant, and shed a line of clear tears. Then, the man raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely, then turned his head and said to the child with a smile: "Your mother is not here now, she is in a place far away from us. Dad also hopes she can come back." The man turned away from tears and smiled again. In a short time, the child didn't notice at all, and he became happy again.

I don’t understand it very much. When I heard it, I knew that the man was lying to the child. It must be because the adults are divorced or the child’s mother is no longer alive. But why lie to him? Wouldn't it be better to say it directly? I asked the seniors, but they just patted me on the head and told us they would know later.

I was born almost two weeks ago, and some of my seniors changed into beautiful yellow colors and wore beautiful spotted clothes. One day, they called us young leaves over, lowered their voices, and said quietly to us: "Please next spring, please say 'I'm back' to Sister Trunk." At that time, there was a leaf bigger than me. Ye Zi, who was only a few days younger, asked curiously: "Why?" I was also curious, so I pricked up my ears to hear the answers from the seniors. The senior was silent for a while and then said, we will know after a long time.

In the spring of the second year, we little leaves told Sister Trunk what our predecessors had asked us to say. Sister Trunk was very happy: "The children who traveled abroad have all returned home. Welcome! "But I know that those seniors who left will never come back.

This autumn, I feel like I have to leave this warm home like my predecessors last year. I packed my bags and said the same words to little Ye Zi who was just born, just like our ancestors had blessed us before. Then, I said goodbye to Sister Trunk: "Sister Trunk, I'm going on a trip! Goodbye!" Sister Trunk said softly: "Goodbye! Come back soon!"

My body moved with the wind As I flew far away, I understood the intentions of the man and my predecessors when I was young.

Sometimes, the truth often doesn’t need to be spoken. A white lie is better than the truth, isn’t it? The Story of a Leaf 10

I am a leaf on a locust tree. I was born in spring. I grew up in the spring rain and breeze. My mother’s nutrients nourished me and made me grow from that petite child. The bud turned into a lush green locust leaf.

I am growing vigorously day by day, and time is passing faster and faster. In a blink of an eye, it is the autumn when the golden osmanthus is fragrant. People are immersed in the joy of the harvest, so no one cares about my troubles. Seeing my brothers and sisters leaving me one after another, even the beautiful sister Sophora japonica was inevitably withered. I was very scared, afraid that I would never see my mother again, but the ruthless autumn wind still cruelly blew me off my mother's tree crown. Picture

I was lying on the ground, looking around I could only see unfamiliar woods and the endless blue sky. I anxiously wanted to get up and go back to my mother, but unfortunately I couldn't help myself, so I could only lie helplessly on the ground and lament silently. Picture

"Woof woof! Woof woof!" A burst of dog barking woke me up. Before I could wake up, a huge mouth took me away. I was extremely nervous, but more importantly, I was looking forward to it. , looking forward to him taking me back to my mother.

After a quick snort, I was released from the mouth. The sight at this time shocked me: I saw a naughty little boy picking me up and looking at me for a while. Then he sighed: "Ah! This leaf is definitely the most beautiful leaf I have ever seen." I was stunned after hearing this. In the past, people would only praise the beautiful Sophora japonica, and no one would care about us. The leaves are not eye-catching. This is the first time I have been praised by someone since I came to this world, so I am very happy. Later, the little boy broke me into a cute boat and floated slowly along the stream.

Drifting and drifting, I drifted to my downstream. This is a completely strange place, without the high mountains, long water and clear blue sky of my hometown. "Hello," a voice came into my ears, "Were you also broken into a boat by Xiao Ning and flowed here?" "Yes, it was the autumn wind that made me leave home." I replied, "I It’s a leaf on Xiaoning’s ginkgo tree. I left my home because of the autumn wind. I know that once I leave the big tree, I will be close to death, so I can only fend for myself and resign myself to fate.” I thought: I can't die so tragically, I want to see my mother one last time! So I said goodbye to the ginkgo leaves and asked a sparrow that stopped by the water to drink water to take me to the most beautiful locust tree in the city. The sparrow listened to my experience and agreed to my request.

After traveling through mountains and rivers for many days, I returned to my mother. I used my withered body to cling tightly to the roots of my mother’s tree. I finally felt the peace of mind and happiness of home again. Suddenly a cold wind came, but this time, I was no longer afraid, but bravely faced the last cold wind in my life.

There will inevitably be ups and downs in life, but as long as you have a heart full of hope, nothing will let you down. The Story of a Leaf 11

I am the representative of the four seasons, I am the son and daughter of the big tree, I am a leaf.

Spring is here, and I greedily suck the morning dew after the rain. The tender leaves are particularly bright. It seems to be an emerald forgotten by the spring girl.

Summer is here, and my little friends are gradually becoming more and more numerous, lush and green. And I seem to be no longer the most conspicuous one. I long to be valued and to be the brightest one. So, I climbed to an empty branch, only me.

Autumn is here, and I put on golden clothes. When I was secretly happy that I was the first to put on new clothes, I saw my friends falling off one by one. One piece, two pieces, three pieces... Finally I returned to my friends. Because I know that being extra bright is of no use at all. In the end, it will fall to the ground. Instead of standing alone on a branch, it is better to spend the last time with my friends.

Winter is here, and a strong wind blows away all my friends. I was so sad. I lay on the cold ground and looked up at my parents who were full of dead branches. I didn't understand why we had to separate in the end.

Early one morning next year, I opened my sleepy eyes and looked at the white-shrouded earth. The surroundings were as quiet as death. I wanted to take one last look at my parents who may have died. ah! What is that green and vibrant thing on the branches? Oh, it’s a bud!

I finally understood that this is the change of the four seasons, and our falling is for the rebirth of the next generation. I would like to say that falling leaves is not a return to one's roots, but the beginning of another journey. The Story of a Leaf 12

When I was a child, the word tea was no stranger to me. Under the influence of my parents, I gradually developed the habit of drinking tea, but I just felt that tea was like a kind of medicine. , because my parents drink tea every day, and the tea they drink is very bitter, but my father seems to drink it like nectar, and he can always drink it with a pleasant taste. I also took a sip out of curiosity. But it was sprayed out in one gulp, and it was very bitter! That was the only thought in my mind at that time. When my father saw it, he smiled and said, "Child, I don't understand. You will understand when you grow up."

After reading "Tea, a Leaf" After reading the story, I suddenly remembered the scene from my childhood, and couldn't help but drink that tea again. When I first entered the mouth, the same bitterness filled my mouth as when I was a child. However, after a while, the bitterness subsided a little, and the tea had a peculiar taste. I don’t know how to describe that taste, but I fell in love with it from then on. Drink tea.

At the beginning, I only thought that tea was a casual drink for people after dinner. But after reading "Tea, the Story of a Leaf", I suddenly felt that tea is no longer so ordinary. Every cup of tea has its own unique characteristics. It's your own taste, just like each of us has our own life, and everyone's life is different, some are bitter, some are sour, some are astringent, and some are sweet. Whenever we drink a cup of tea, the taste of the tea seems to be the same as ourselves. I guess this is one of the reasons why people like to drink tea.

In this documentary, he once said that people are like tea. I felt strange at first, but then I understood that people are like tea leaves. Once the tea leaves are put into the water, they float on the water. Just like people's pride when they are young, when the tea begins to sink to the bottom of the water, it is like people growing up over the years and beginning to restrain their arrogance. I am now like the tea leaves on the water. I need to allow myself to restrain myself. pride.

I really like the title line of this documentary, "Perceive perfection in an imperfect life, even if it only takes a cup of tea." The same leaf, different processing can make it into completely different qualities and characteristics. Tea, the same tea leaves, different people can make different tea soups: the same cup of tea, different people can taste different flavors. Tea requires your own understanding and feelings.

Let’s have tea. From the moment we pick up a cup of tea, let us experience the luster of time and taste the simple beauty of simplicity and tranquility! The Story of a Leaf 13

I am a leaf, an insignificant leaf. My mother's big tree still has many leaves like mine. I am also very ordinary. People passing by sometimes say: "What a strong tree!" But they never mention my leaf. I was so disappointed in myself, I couldn't fly like a dandelion, let alone protect myself like a cactus thorn. I once learned to open from a rose, but I was never able to bloom a bright flower. I once learned how to spread fragrance from Lilac, but no one could even look at me, let alone praise me.

In autumn, the leaves on the big trees fell one after another. I also left the big tree with a gust of autumn wind and slowly fell onto the surface of a lake. "Help! Help!" Suddenly, a sound came into my ears. I hurriedly followed the sound and looked. It turned out to be a little ant falling into the lake. I tried my best to shake my body, quickly swam to the little ant, unfolded my body, lifted it up, and slowly swam towards the shore.

"Thank you!" the little ant said to me. I didn't answer, just nodded. "What's wrong?" the little ant asked, "You don't seem happy?" I lowered my head and thought for a while, then said to the little ant: "Hey, I am so insignificant compared to other things. No one pays attention to me. Do you think I'm useless?" My voice became smaller and smaller as I spoke, and finally I stared blankly ahead. I seemed to be thinking about something, but my brain was in chaos.

After hearing what I said, the little ant lowered his head and thought for a while, and said: "You helped me today, and I am very grateful to you. This is exactly your value! You may be very ordinary, but Didn't you save my life today?" The little ant has been ashore for a long time, but its words still appear in my mind again and again. Yes, no matter how ordinary you are, as long as you work hard and don't give up, you will definitely be able to realize your own value and even make extraordinary achievements! The Story of a Leaf 14

At 30 century, nine hundred years from now, there was only one small green leaf in the world, named Xiaocui. People have caused unimaginable damage to nature, and exhaust emissions are the most serious.

Xiao Cui lives in a big tree by the side of the road. She smells car exhaust every day and her little life is in danger. On this day, a strong wind blew and brought Xiaocui to a fairyland-like place, where the air was fresh and the trees were lush. There are also many colorful wild flowers, which are fragrant and charming. The vast lawn stretches as far as the eye can see, just like the green sky.

Xiao Cui danced with the breeze, and even the cute bird sang!

Gradually, many people discovered this place. Children were throwing snack bags on the grass. One person threw one, two people threw two, and a hundred people threw a hundred. This is such a beautiful lawn. Gone, turned into a bare garbage dump! All the flowers were picked by adults and children! Because there are no flowers, the birds are no longer flying around here happily! From now on, the grass is no longer green; the flowers have withered; the birds no longer sing! Xiao Cui was very sad and sad when she saw all this. Late at night, a stone suddenly fell from the sky. The stone was shining brightly. A fairy fell from the sky. She cast a magical magic so that humans could understand what Xiao Cui said. words. The next morning, Xiao Cui gathered all the humans and said to them: "Everyone, let's see what it was like when we first came here? And look at it now..." People looked around one after another, "It turns out that this place is a vast land. Green, but now." Xiaocui continued...

Later, people realized their mistakes and began to replant flowers, trees and plants to make the air fresher, and put all the garbage in the garbage disposal. Factory, a new and colorful world is finally back! People were very happy about all this and decided to hold a grand banquet. Although the children ate a lot of snacks at this banquet, they never threw them away again. The Story of a Leaf 15

In a dark corner, a withered gray sycamore leaf lay quietly. Not far from it, there was a very big old sycamore tree. No one could see it. I don’t know the age of this tree, but its bark is like an old man’s face, full of all kinds of wrinkles. This leaf has been sleeping for a long time. In its dream, it remembered the autumn last year - it was a cold day, the north wind was blowing, and the big leaves on the sycamore tree were trying their best to hug each other. They were close to the big tree mother, but in the end they were torn down by the fierce north wind. Mother Tree protected Xiaodou tightly (that’s what Mother Big Tree called it), but in the end it was torn off by the north wind. The moment Xiaodou fell down, he kept shouting: "Ah, is my life over like this? This world is so beautiful, I really don't want to leave!" It looked nostalgically at the window in the distance again. The little girl who was concentrating on her homework was still thinking about the various cars on the street behind her, and a few seconds later it landed on top of her siblings.

The cold winter has arrived, Xiaodou tightened his body, and the strong north wind blew away the surrounding leaves. He first flew into the sky, flew over the building in front, and disappeared again. Xiaodou hid in that corner, and the north wind screamed fiercely, but the tall wall protected it again.

Winter was finally driven away by Miss Spring, and the spring breeze called back the little swallow. A beautiful little swallow flew back early and chirped, looking for Xiaodou. The dying Xiaodou could no longer make a sound. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at the little swallow - it was more beautiful than last year. "Oh! I can't answer you anymore!" Xiaodou said in his heart. It looked at the tree mother again. It turned out that the place where it lived was still swaying gently in the wind, but it was bare. Watching it, it fell asleep again.

A few days later, it was a particularly warm day. The sun was like my mother’s hands, and even the spring breeze was warmed by my mother’s hands. Adzuki Bean woke up again! It opened its eyes with difficulty, and at a glance, it saw a small bud as big as half a peanut on the tree mother's body where it used to live! The tree mother pierced it several times as if it hurt itself. Layer of clothes, the little fluff on the head is soft and soft. The corners of Xiaodou's mouth moved, as if he wanted to smile - it remembered his childhood:

It was a sunny day, and Xiaodou couldn't wait to get out of the tree mother, covered in tears The clothes were tightly wrapped, the sun shone caressingly on it, the spring breeze blew softly on it, and the tree mother continued to give the young bud the most loving attention and care. How cute I was at that time! But now, alas - it fell asleep again.

Another week later, the magpies and orioles came back, and they kept calling: "Where is Xiaodou? Where is Xiaodou?" The cry finally woke up Xiaodou, who had been sleeping for a week, and he opened his eyes. Opening those dim old eyes, I found that the young sprout was bigger and stronger! It was tearing away the layers of coats on its body, trying to put on new green clothes - it looked so much like itself! Xiaodou remembered again It directed the magpie couple to build a nest. The male magpie picked up the thick branches, and the female magpie picked up the thin ones... It also recalled the time when it protected the little oriole from the rain. As she looked at it, Xiaodou felt that the little sprout was herself. No, it could grow rounder and bigger than herself. It will also protect the birds from wind and rain like it does, and it will use the sun to make delicious snacks to honor its mother like it does...

Thinking of this, Xiaodou felt that his heart was very warm, and he thought It’s time for me to do something for Xin Xiaodou. After thinking about it, Xiaodou felt tired, so she slowly closed her eyes, which were almost blurry, and never opened them again.

After a few days, the withered leaves were no longer there. It's just that the little bud has long turned into a small yellow sycamore leaf. It seems that it will grow very big.