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I am giving a house to Xiaoshu.


Today is March 12, the annual tree planting festival. The weather is fine and the sun is shining. The white clouds are like sheep, sometimes like cotton candy, and sometimes like running deer. We have blue sky and white clouds on our heads, bathed in warm spring breeze, and walked on the small road of planting trees.

The teacher divided us into five groups of eight people, and we got up and worked hard. You see, the boys there are doing better than one, and the girls here are not showing weakness. In our group, I planted trees, Song Yu and digging pits, Zhu Xiaobei and Lu Jinyu watered, and the students’ foreheads ooze a grain of sweat on the forehead like a golden bean, and we no one cares. Wipe a hand. The small tree was planted, and we stopped to look back and watched the small tree full of water. It seemed to say: "Thank you for your cultivation, I will grow into a towering tree, let you read books, enjoy the cold, chase in the shade. ,play."

If there are no trees, the lovely birds will have no home. If there are no trees, the present land will become a desert. If there are no trees, people will not be able to survive because there is no oxygen. Believe: If you plant a piece of grass with your heart, you will be green and green. If you plant a tree with love, you will grow into a shade of green. Let us use our hands to achieve a better tomorrow!

17th Middle School, Linpan Oil Production Plant, Linpan Shengli Oilfield, Linyi County, Dezhou City, Shandong Province

Second grade second class Liao Yuyao

Linyi County, Dezhou, Shandong, China, the second grade of the 17th Middle School: Liao Yuyao

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