If I am a tree

I passed the cold and long winter. I opened my eyes and finally woke up slowly from the nightmare. The sun shone on me. I was a tree that didn't ask for a big tree, but only for vitality.

I am a tree. In the spring morning, the birds are fragrant, the nose smells the flowers, the sun shines on me. I stretched my eyes and rubbed my eyes, only to find that there was a green shoot on my body. The branches are my long. Long hair, gently shaking in the spring breeze, the bird created a warm home in my body, countless birds screaming on my shoulders, singing. I looked at the world; the flowers were open, the butterflies were flying, the grass was green, and the whole world was full of spring vitality.

Liaoning Liaoyang Lighthouse City sfi first grade: 978956426