How to plant the little apple tree, "look, mom, my tree is blooming!" little i was screaming at my watering mother in the sunshine. When my heart was filled with pride, as if i were a gardener of this little heavens and earth. The planting of apple trees made me happy to grow. Remember that day, dad took me to the flower market, where there were coloured flowers and small saplings, and the smell of mud in the air. "we're going to plant an apple tree that can harvest fruit!" my dad's words have really turned me on. Finally, i picked a little apple tree seedling, green leaves and thin trunks that made me feel good. Back home, me and dad started growing. I've got a little shovel, i've taken it seriously, and there's a lovely green herb in the garden. "it's like putting a warm blanket on a tree seedling." i said that the earth was covered in the roots with shovels. And dad patiently taught me, "give it plenty of sunshine and water to grow fast." i nodded and tried to remember that. Over time, i spend every day with my mom and dad watering, fertilization and watching the seedlings grow. And that little trunk grew up in the light of the sun, and i became happy. Occasionally, i share these little secrets with my little friends, like a little expert, about how to take care of our apple trees. Friends laugh at me, "are you the mother of the apple tree?" i'm proud to nod my head, although i know that mother is the hard one. One day, there were lovely flowers on the tree. Look at the little white flowers, and i'll be happy. That's like a little miracle, and i danced under the flowers, and i imagined the sweet apples of the future. Every time a bird comes in and stops on a branch, i'm more excited than they are, "i hope the bird likes my apple tree!" in that way, i would imagine the apple trees growing up, full of fruit, attracting a flock of birds, really beautiful. I'm learning a lot with little apple trees. Not only how to grow, but more importantly, what i know is responsibility. Every morning watering, timely fertilization, is intended for the healthy growth of the apple tree. This sense of responsibility also makes me more serious in learning. Remember once, there was a mistake in math, and i was a bit depressed, and i felt like that little tree, and i didn't grow fast enough. "i'm not afraid of difficulties, i'm going to make myself better!" so i looked again at my work and tried to solve every problem. It's not easy to grow up. The apple tree has also experienced a storm, and i'll be nervously staring out the window, hoping that the tree will survive. One time, the strong wind swayed the little tree, and i was so anxious that i ran out of the house to hold it, that it made me stronger and took good care of my little tree. It is true that the flowers will rekindle in a few days, and that experience has made me understand the importance of adherence. As is the case with learning in life, frustration is inevitable and new hope will always come when it is not. In a few months' time, the fruits of the heart-breeding were finally visible. There was a small green apple on the branch, and it was as if a flower had been opened in my heart, and the fruit tasted so good. I took them to school and shared them with my little friends, who surrounded me and admired the love of these apples. Looking at the smiling faces of my friends, i know that it was not just apples, but also the result of my efforts, and it was my experience growing up with little apple trees. Every step of life is like that little apple tree, where hope is planted, effort is poured, and growth and happiness are reaped. Every time i go to the green woods in the campus and see the tall apple trees, i think of myself, the one who waved a little shovel in the dirt, the one who felt sorry for a little tree. That is how life is, so that dreams and hopes can be planted, and that the day of the harvest will see that everything is worth paying. Sometimes i wonder if i would have been so tough without that little apple tree experience? Do you know more about responsibility and adherence? The little me, in my interaction with the apple tree, gained more growth and courage. This is the most precious gift of my learning history。
