Don't have to be sad for my departure

On the side of the road, there is a big tree. It has been standing there for many years. The bark is gradually falling off. Around it, a new tree has recently been planted............

"Predecessors, don't you feel dirty here? Hey. This dust is so dirty as the dust coming from us!" The little tree was full of sadness, and the words were just finished, and it was blown in the mouth. Sandstone, its face pulled more bitter.

"No, I feel that it is meaningful to stand here for people to purify the air!" Unfortunately, it will soon leave... The old tree smiles in the heart, using the open-minded smile as a cover for its sadness.

"The minds of the predecessors are really strange..." The little tree muttered, and it was still young at the moment. The view of the old tree was naturally incomprehensible. The old tree smiled and said: "You will understand later."

Day after day, year after year, Xiao Shu squinted his face in a boring manner, and occasionally saw the flying butterfly to tease. For a long time, it felt: "It doesn't make sense here! It's boring to make people aging! "Thinking of this, it turned to look at the old tree, the old tree still with a smile, standing on the side of the road, the small tree frowned, continued to pull his head, but did not notice, the bark of the old tree fell off a piece... .........

Finally, one day, the bark of the old tree has completely fallen off, the leaves of the old tree are no longer full of green hope, full of vitality, replaced by the dead yellow that will die of life, like an old man who died.

"Predecessors!" The tears of Xiaoshu washed away the dusty leaves, and they couldn't make a sound: "Predecessors, you.........how, what?"

The old tree has fallen down, and the face is still like a smile. How pale it is now, how bitter it is, it says: "Children, don't have to be sad for my departure, I will turn into dust to accompany you... .........Child, you don't have to complain about boring days, someday.........you will understand.........my mood........."It returned to the earth like a fallen leaf, eternal sleeping in the arms of Mother Earth ............

Even the sky is sad, rain, dripping cool.........

After a few dozen days, Xiaoshu has never forgotten the old tree. He has never forgotten that sadness. Day after day, it is immersed in sorrow.

On this day, the sky was stained with yellow, wind, and with a burst of sand, what is blowing here! not good! Sandstorm! The small tree closed its eyes and endured the pain of the sand and stone. The sand and sand brought by the sandstorm spread all over the body.........

This continued for a day and a night, Xiaoshu opened his eyes, this place is a mess, not only that, it is surrounded by a group of people.

People smiled and praised the little tree: "It is so strong! It is really strong! If it weren't there, we would be embarrassed!"

Xiaoshu looked at himself, yes, now it has grown lush, with more than two hundred square meters! It laughed, and it finally understood the mood of the predecessors! It is joyful, it is recognized!

However, the story is not over, Xiaoshu, oh, the old tree has been old.........

On the side of the road, there is a big tree. It has been standing there for many years, the bark is gradually falling off, and by its side, a small tree has recently been planted.........

Sixth grade of Baisha Elementary School, Liubei District, Liuzhou, Guangxi: 柩翳