Article seven: planting trees

　　Spring is a season for birds to contend and everything to revive.

　　March 12th is tree planting day. On this day, the white clouds in the sky are floating slowly like sailing boats. The sun father-in-law also warms the earth. Xiaolan shouldered a shovel. Xiao Ming bought the seedlings in one hand and the bucket in the other. The two happily went to the park and planted trees in the mountains.

　　They both come to the park and see it, wow! What a lot of people! Only a few groups of people were digging holes, some were filling up, and others were watering. Everyone is hot and hot. Xiao Ming and Xiao Lan also find a position and are busy. Xiao Lan first pressed the shovel with both hands, and dug up the pit. She saw her dug up next to the pit. Xiao Ming saw the pit almost deep. He carefully placed the roots of the seedlings in the right soil pit, squatting down, and holding his hands on the seedlings. At this time, Xiaolan carefully used a small pile of soil beside the pit to fill the holes in the seedlings. Xiaoming stood up, picked up the bucket and came to a bucket of water, and poured water on the pit. When the trees were planted, the seedlings stood upright on the ground.

　　A spring breeze came, and the two of them felt cool. They wiped their sweat on their faces with their hands. Two little kittens, look at me. I can't help laughing when I look at you. Laughter fills the back of the park.

　　Article eight: planting trees

　　On May 1, I went to the countryside with my mother and my mother-in-law, and also my hometown, to plant trees.

　　Along the way, as we sang the songs happily, we enjoyed the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road: a row of lush trees, and the colourful wild flowers on the grass, and they had dyed the earth like a rainbow. In the countryside, there is a butterfly, dragonfly flying lightly in the vegetable field. It is like a happy elf.

　　I quickly ran from the country road to my old home. Ah, the old home is still so cordial, like old friends, the environment is very quiet and comfortable.

　　"Start planting trees!" The mother-in-law cried. I used a hoe in the yard of my hometown to find an empty space and began to chisel the big pit, and mother, the mother-in-law took off the old leaves of the mulberry and chiseled the pit with me. The mother-in-law said, "because the mulberry tree is not nourishing enough, how can the nutrition supply the leaves grow up?" Digging up the pit, when I was about to put the tree in, the mother-in-law said, "wait a minute, the tree can grow up with nourishment. You're going to get some cow dung first. "Cow dung, no!" Alas, for the growth of mulberry trees, I had to do it. " So I dragged a shovel and went to the road to look for cow dung. Look, there is there. I ran over, held my breath, and shoveled the cow dung on the spade carefully. OK, I dragged my shovel to my home.

　　I put the mulberry tree into the pit, poured the cow dung, and filled the soil. Yeah, it's good!

　　Looking at the mulberry tree that you planted well, you can't mention how happy it is.