Old cypress

When I was young, there was a cypress tree in front of my home. I didn't like it. I always felt it was ugly and there was a strange smell.

Whenever in the late autumn, the leaves of poplars and willows are all yellow and fall, and only the branches and leaves of cypress are green. Winter is coming, the cold wind of the wind has fallen on the earth with the snow, but the cypress is still standing. It has not been shaken. The snow is still green, but it is not green, but dark green like ink. In the spring and summer, all kinds of trees are busy buds, stretched branches and leaves, a flourishing look, the cypress tree still maintains its green tone, the branches and leaves are not fluffy, never advertised, never rendered.

I did not understand that this is a transition from young to mature. Growing up in difficulties, constantly changing myself as the seasons change, and insisting on one's own nature, this is enough to shock my heart and let me change my impression of Cypress.

When I was a child, the cypress tree at the door of my hometown has always accompanied me to grow up. My happiness and distress will be shared with it. I am accompanying it, it is accompanying me, and its spirit is changing me silently.

A year ago, I left my hometown, went to the city to study, and moved into a new home. Therefore, they also left the cypress tree, and they were reluctant to separate. The school conditions in the city are good, but the competition for learning is also very intense. Whenever I encounter difficulties in my life and study, whenever I miss my hometown, the image of the cypress tree at the doorstep of my hometown will come to my mind. It tells me to learn to be strong and learn to adapt to the growth process. Various environments.

Hebei Chengde Fengning County Experimental National Primary Sixth Grade One Second Grade: Gao Yibo