It’sspringnow.Newleavescomeoutfromthetree.Everythingbeginstoturngreen.Itmakesusfeelhappy.Iwatchtheappletreesandrememberalittlestory.Alongtimeago,therewasanappletreeandalittleboy.Theboycameand arounditeveryday.Heclimbedtothetreetop,atethe ,andrestundertheshadow(树荫).Helovedthetreeandthetreelovedhim.Timewentby…Thelittleboy upandnolongerplayedaroundit.Theoldtreewasverysad.Itdidn’tknow .Theboysaid,“Iamnotakid.Iwanttoplaywithtoys.ButIdon’thavemoney.”“Youneedn’t aboutit.Pickallmyapplesandsellthem,youwillhavemoney.”Afterthattheboydidn’tcomeback.Yearslater,theboyreturnedandthetreewashappy.But itssurprise,theboycutitdowntobuildahouse.Manyyearslatertheboyreturnedagain.Theoldtreewashappyandsaidtohim“Sorry,myboy.Ican’tgiveyou more.Theonlythingleftismydyingroots.Butyoucansitdownandresthere.Thisisyourforever .Thisisastoryofeveryone.Thetreeisourparents.Whenwewereyoung,welovedplayingwiththem.Whenwegrowup,we them,andonlycometothemwhenweneedsomethingorareintrouble.Nomatterwhathappens,parentswillbethereandgivewhattheyhavetomakeus .Wemaysaytheboyiscruel(冷酷的)tothetreebutthat’showwearetreating(对待)ourparents.Nowadays,manyoldpeoplefeellonelybecausetheirchildrendon’tlivewiththem.Wehopeallofustrytohelpthoseoldpeopleandmanagetomaketheoldhaveahappylife.
