Apple tree

My hometown is in the northeast, I love the apple trees in my hometown.

The rain is like silk, and the apple trees greedily suck the nectar of spring. They stretch the slender branches and laugh in the rain and fog.

After the Labor Day, the tree was full of small flowers. The white petals are really fascinating. The petals of several petals are like a small white umbrella, and some of them contain a pink flower. At this time, many new shoots grow on the tree.

The flower gradually faded, and the fruit like the soy bean was grown, and the leaves gradually grew. The leaf order was single-leaf, elliptical, and the leaves were serrated.

In September, the apples grew up, round apples, some reddish, some red, some deep red, like a small lantern hanging on the branch, recruiting the children of the neighbors, they are clamoring for Eating apples, I climbed the tree and picked a few apples for them. I couldn't help but eat one. The flesh was white and yellow, sweet and crisp, and really refreshing.

I love the apple tree of my family, and I love the big apple that I just picked.

Sixth grade: Shi Bowen