1. Please write a composition on the topic "I am a tree". Time flies like an old tree and a distant yellow bell. The sun shines on the earth with the warmest and brightest gesture. Inadvertently, the trees in the yard have grown handsome and magnificent under the nourishment of time. On the wall of the yard, there are weeds and wild flowers swaying in the autumn wind. It's like Lake Shui Bo in the sky. From which direction did a line of egrets break into sight and then gradually disappear in the distance. As far as I can remember, this tree has never stepped out of the courtyard wall, but now it is a little out of the courtyard wall. Glittering light, through the fallen leaves, shattered all over the floor, and my thoughts were like weeds, pulled far and long ... This tree was planted by my father. To see if the tree has grown tall, and then carefully water it with some clear water has become my first lesson every morning. Day after day, the sun and the moon go hand in hand, and I repeat the daily story. Until one day, she curiously poked out the first new leaf, which was yellow, soft and delicate, as if it would float into the sky with the breeze. Slowly, the second, third and fourth pieces grew ... until the complex leaves covered the whole tree. When dusk comes, everything seems quiet. The sun lay leisurely on the hill and slowly slid to the horizon. This mountain is as ethereal as Zen. An inexperienced bird appears and disappears in the green, singing about life, love and every warm sunshine in spring. Some birds sing, others scatter happily. Intermittent notes dripped gently on the green leaves, and every young leaf was washed spotless in an instant. Rivers flow and trees are nourished by nature. Simple childhood, happy time, before I heard her tinkling voice, has quietly gone. As a result, childhood memories become more and more blurred like the background. The wind in late spring and early summer is warm and has a sweet taste when it blows on the face. However, a fallen leaf is swaying, swaying, undulating and rolling in the wind. After drawing the last beautiful arc, it completed the first and last flight of life. Then, more leaves began to fly with the wind, like a group of colorful butterflies flying in the air. Then, it is not only a human plot, it also belongs to fallen leaves and everything in nature. I know that this is the final destination of every leaf. It is said that the leaves are silent, but I clearly touched the rustling sound, which shocked my heart. I seemed to hear my father's cry of pain, and then my grandfather lay motionless in the hospital bed. That was the first time I found out that life would die. I tried to shake him, but he was too heavy; I touched his kind face with warm hands, but he looked strangely indifferent. Death is so close to me that I grow up in an instant. From then on, I no longer snuggled up to my parents for no reason, no longer chased the chickens and ducks raised by my grandmother, and no longer regarded my relatives as my shelter and eternal protector. Just like a fading meteor, it can only be stored as a point in my memory, just like every branch of a tree. The pain of Grandpa's departure, blowing in the wind. There are faint traces on the cut branches, like wounds healed from a long illness, hanging alone in the winter sky. The wind blew, the snow floated, and the storm and lightning struck. Instead of avoiding it, she stood up to meet me. 17 years old, my short life journey is also full. The river of life twists and turns, with turbulence, reefs and shoals from time to time, but no matter what she encounters ahead, she can face it tenaciously, overcome all kinds of hardships and move forward difficultly. The mountains reveal a fresh face in the morning light, and some clear sounds gurgle through the stones and then vaguely flow into the distance. In the grass, birds sing like some transparent and naive dreams. The tree turned green again.

2. Write a composition of no less than 600 words with the topic "I am a growing tree"! Hello, everyone. I am a Populus euphratica Shuren, and I live in the Populus euphratica forest in the Taklimakan desert. I believe everyone is familiar with Taklimakan Desert! Taklimakan Desert is the largest desert in China, covering an area of about 337,000 square kilometers. The leaves of Populus euphratica are very strange, because we have three kinds of leaves in Hu Yangshu. There are poplar leaves, willow leaves and maple leaves, so people call us "three-leaf trees". Populus euphratica belongs to the national third-class endangered protection plant, which can survive in the environment of MINUS 45 degrees and MINUS 40 degrees, and is resistant to high temperature and cold. It is a typical drought-tolerant plant. The reason why we can survive in the desert is that we can put our roots underground 1O meters to absorb water.

When I was a child, I was very dissatisfied with my life in the desert. Because in the desert, the sun is fierce, it seldom rains all year round, and it is difficult to see one or two small animals at ordinary times. Whenever I see a bird flying in the sky, I always say to the bird, "It's very kind of you to fly freely in the air." And I can only stand on the ground, motionless. Not happy at all. " Finally one day, an old Populus euphratica said to me, "son, you can't say that!" You should also see your own strengths. When some businessmen are tired and lean on us, you will realize your value. " After listening to it, I thought: how can anyone pass by in the vast desert? Will I really feel happy doing this? Therefore, I am waiting patiently for a businessman to pass by here every day to find the answer.

I waited day after day and finally paid off. One day, a group of people came towards us. After their conversation, I realized that they were going to a distant place to do business, and they had to pass through here on the way, so they were very tired. So take a rest here. They leaned against us, looked at our green leaves, and the fatigue along the way flew to the outside of the cloud nine. Seeing how comfortable they are, I finally understand why Lao Huyang said he would feel happy. Because serving others in obscurity is the greatest happiness in the world.

From then on, I have a wish in my heart, that is, I must grow up well and stop sandstorms and green the environment like Populus euphratica in the future.

3. Write a composition about you being a tree. You are a tree. The child said to the tree, "I want toys."

The tree sticks out its branch and says, "Take it, you can make toys."

The child said to the tree, "I want to sail."

The tree held back its sadness: "Cut me down and you can build a boat."

So, there is only a lonely stump left in the lonely yard.

-Inscription.

In my childhood memory, you are a cypress tree, towering, lush foliage, resolute and decisive, and always hold up a clear sky for me. It was a rainy day, and I accidentally forgot your instructions, so I had to wait for you in the empty campus. I bit my lip tightly, but I'm not sure you can find the umbrella you left at home. At this moment, my despair deepened a little. Just like the clear blue sky after the rain, the tone of blame sounds particularly pleasant at this time. I watched your anxiety suddenly dissipate, leaving only warmth and gratitude.

In my primary school diary, you are a willow tree, with soft branches swaying gently, gentle and beautiful, just like your kind heart. It was a comprehensive practical activity, and the group was anxious about not finding a venue, but I also had some doubts. Other parents are our enemies, will you? Unexpectedly, I got your affirmative answer, and my warm voice didn't hesitate. When you entered the room, everyone was like a VIP, and your easygoing quickly cleared away the restraint and anxiety of your classmates. In the praise of "Your mother is so gentle". I look at you proudly and suddenly feel lucky to have you as a mother.

Now, you are a locust tree. The broad canopy and warm trunk stood quietly beside the road I walked. Looking at my figure, my eyes are gratified and reluctant. I picked up my schoolbag and went out to meet another new challenge. I took a few steps and suddenly answered before I saw your worried eyes. I was shocked: I was numb to the exams again and again, but I left it to you. I will be fine! "You smiled with relief, but the concern in the bag hasn't changed. I pulled up my schoolbag and made up my mind to work hard no matter what, just to make you stop worrying.

Years later, the child who was no longer a child returned to the yard. The wind and frost of the years stained his temples, and the traces of the years were engraved on his forehead. He said to the tree, "I won't leave, I will stay here all the time." The tree is smiling and beautiful flowers are blooming on the stump.

-P.S.

I am a big tree, so I must be as tall and unyielding as a tree, with backbone and integrity.

Trees have souls. If you stick your heart to a tree, you can hear it talk to you and shout to you, because trees, like grass, can fall on both sides, without their own development direction and firm life creed, and go with the wind.

But trees can't. There is only one direction for his development-wind and rain, cold and frost. He insists on this direction, and this is the backbone. Trees have spirit.

Trees do not grow easily. In the days when they depend on the sky for food, the responsibility of roots is enormous. He had to go deep to get food and water. In fact, what we often see is just the tip of the iceberg. What a huge and complicated root network is hidden in the soil! They are alive and will not give up. There are trees on the cliff, steep rooms, high mountains and deep valleys, and toxic smoke. They proved the tenacity and struggle of life with their actions.

The soul of the tree, the soul of the tree has too many connotations. They also taught how to be a man.

In character, it must be a tree. Only in this way can people live with dignity and value. There are too many historical witnesses in the rolling history.

Su Wu, Qu Yuan and Wen Tianxiang lived in different times and faced different choices, but they all had one thing in common: they lived like trees. Su Wu insisted on national integrity, herded sheep for 19 years and did not surrender; Qu yuan himself is noble and noble, and does not collude with evil forces; Wen Tianxiang was defeated and captured.

They all have the backbone of China, they are very strong, and they all defend their life creed with their lives. They live like trees.

In today's society, people are addicted to money because of materialistic desires. In the pursuit of power and money, some people lose themselves, indulge in stinking money and forget the soul of the tree.

I often think: how can a person succeed! Seeing the tree, I understand. Everyone has different pursuits and choices, but they all lead to the same goal.

As long as it is done, it is the goal of never back down to be full of knowledge and indomitable spirit. That's the real "worthy of heaven, don't care" capitalized person.

The shining green trees tell me that life is a tree, not grass, a true hero Wu Hewen who shines through the ages, or a spineless, flattering villain. It's entirely up to you. Let your heart live like a tree, and you really live.

I am a tree. If I were a tree, I would grow taller and taller with time, and finally grow into a towering tree. My slender branches are covered with dense branches and leaves. Great changes have taken place in my growth, and the green lawn in my eyes has become a tall building; Factories, streets It is also the waste water, waste gas and waste residue discharged by this factory that makes Mother Earth suffer from various skin diseases, and also makes Mother Earth wander in disillusionment, which is greatly threatened.

Spring has come. This is a sunny season. I want to absorb all the waste gas in the world, release oxygen and let people live in a pollution-free environment. In a beautiful land, everyone can breathe fresh air and grow up healthily and happily.

Summer is coming, it is a green season. I try my best to stretch my thick branches and leaves like an iron ball to block the fiery sun and let people enjoy the cool and chat under my thick branches and leaves. Autumn is coming. This is a hot season. I became the children's bosom friends. They are enjoying themselves under my branches. I shook the branches and made a rustling sound ... laughter was also immersed in our joy. At this time, Xifeng also came to join in the fun. "She" is like a flying butterfly, blowing down my yellow tree.

Winter is coming. This is a cold season. It turns out that my withered branches and trees have slowly fallen off and built a "small palace" where insects live a happy and harmonious life ... It is also at this time that I try my best to absorb nutrition, make full preparations for the new year's work and make greater contributions to mankind.

In this year after year of work, I have become good friends with human beings, but human desires have made Mother Earth more and more riddled with holes. As the lungs of the earth, "we" will do our duty to return the clear water and blue sky to our lives. Let Mother Earth be healthier and more beautiful, let people understand the current predicament, and care more for our Mother Earth!

6. Trees are human beings. Write a composition of about 200 words with trees as the topic. The sun shines on the ground with the warmest and brightest gesture, which makes people feel boundless warmth. The small persimmon tree on the balcony has also grown tall. Although the leaves have fallen, I know that this is growth and a continuation of life. This small persimmon tree was planted by my father and I a year or two ago. I volunteered to water it at that time. Looking at this tree every morning has become my homework every morning. After my careful cultivation, persimmon trees have sprouted. One bud, two buds ... The buds are light yellow, like chicken fluff. One piece is stuck in the branch. Soon, the geese flew south in the shape of "human", and the hard-growing leaves on the persimmon tree gradually became dry and hard, falling from the tree and lying quietly in the soft. Enjoy the warmth. My nose hurts when I see bare branches. I asked my grandfather what to do. Grandpa told me, don't give up, it's time to put linen on persimmon trees so that new buds can grow next spring. After listening to grandpa's words, I tied the persimmon tree with hemp rope with a grain of salt, waiting for the arrival of spring. Willows are lingering, and peach blossoms are blooming again. With the smell of spring, trees germinate. It immediately turned into a pile of fragments. The leaves are getting deeper and deeper, the front is furry and the back is smooth, which makes me feel particularly comfortable. Isn't this our growth? I was always sick when I was a child. When I didn't go for two weeks, the doctor would ask my mother strangely, "Why didn't your daughter come this week?" That was when I was born with gastroenteritis. At that time, painting had to be tested at level three. what can I do? How should I practice? When I saw the dining table in the hospital, I thought I could practice here! So I either hang water or paint. After leaving the hospital, I finally passed the third grade. Yes, when encountering difficulties and setbacks, don't shrink back, work hard, and work hard with your unimaginable perseverance and tenacity. You will find that beauty and success are better and more successful than before. Time flies, year after year. The leaves of persimmon tree have fallen again, but I know the beauty. It is strictly forbidden for latecomers to copy! I have cultural intellectual property rights.

7. Write a 600-word composition on the topic of trees. The sun shines on the ground in the warmest and brightest posture, which makes people feel boundless warmth. The small persimmon tree on the balcony has also grown tall. Although the leaves have fallen, I know that this is a kind of growth and a continuation of life. This small persimmon tree was planted by my father and I a year or two ago. At that time, I volunteered to water it, and seeing this tree every morning became my regular homework every morning. After my careful cultivation, persimmon trees have sprouted. One, two ... The buds are light yellow, like chicken fluff. Piece by piece on the branch. Soon, the geese flew south in the shape of "human", and the leaves on the persimmon tree gradually became dry and hard, falling from the tree and lying quietly on the soft land, enjoying the warmth. When I saw the bare branches, my nose ached and I asked my grandfather what to do. Grandpa told me, don't give up, it's time to put linen on persimmon trees so that new buds can grow next spring. I listened to my grandfather's words and tied the persimmon tree with hemp rope with a grain of salt, waiting for spring. Willows are lingering, and peach blossoms are blooming again. With the smell of spring, trees germinate. That bud is more delicate and beautiful than the last one. I'm afraid my hand will turn into a pile of pieces as soon as I touch it. The leaves are getting deeper and deeper, and the hairy front and smooth back feel particularly comfortable. Isn't this our growth? When I was young, I was always sick. After two weeks' absence, the doctor will ask his mother strangely, "Why didn't your daughter come this week?" That was when I was born with gastroenteritis. At that time, painting had to be tested at level three. what can I do? How should I practice? When I saw the dining table in the hospital, I thought I could practice here! So I either hang water or paint. After leaving the hospital, I finally finished the third grade exam. Yes, when encountering difficulties and setbacks, don't shrink back, work hard and forge ahead. With your unimaginable perseverance and tenacity, you will find that beauty and success are better and more successful than before. Time flies, year after year. The leaves of persimmon tree have fallen again, but I know beauty is behind. When the spring breeze blows, when the flowers are in full bloom and colorful, new leaves will grow on the trees. At this time, spring is coming!

It is strictly forbidden for latecomers to copy! ! ! ! ! ! I have cultural intellectual property rights.

8. Sincerely ask for advice and write a composition on the topic of "Tree". Please give me some inspiration. How to tell the truth, I really haven't written this tree, and the most memorable thing is environmental protection. Here is an example. However, I think of talents-people who make up multiple social elements and create new things. They are like every tree in the whole forest, holding up an umbrella for the whole forest. The role of talents in absorbing carbon dioxide and making oxygen in society: taking the lead, indirectly affecting and teaching the quality of others; Creating new wealth and wisdom (turning waste into treasure) I feel the same way anyway. I don't know what you think. Fuller) 2. Don't give up a forest for a tree. Using creativity, everything has a beginning, and a good beginning is half the battle; The hardest part is actually in the beginning Start from the foundation and pay attention to accumulation. Every successful person has a beginning. If you dare to start, you can find the way to success. As long as you don't give up hope, you will succeed. Wonderful material 1 The Tree of Leningrad From August of 194 1 2008 to August of 1943, 900 days and nights in Leningrad were shrouded in the clouds of war ... Even in the most miserable 900 days, people in Leningrad never cut down a tree to make a living. On the night of victory, the trees in the city are still lush, which seems to cheer the pride of human beings and the breadth of people's hearts. In the 900 days and nights when the clouds are overcast and the magic sword is hanging high, the city of Leningrad is actually: stills are plastered all over the streets, theaters are staged every night, and the audience. Schools start on time and classes never stop ... With such people who don't give up their dignity and lofty spirit, the trees in Leningrad can be burned by the war, but they will never be cut down by the people. Without faith, pessimistic people will destroy the environment, and they only care about immediate interests. People who love life and are full of hope for the future will carefully protect the environment on which they live. Because the beautiful environment shows their beautiful hearts, the topics such as "Tree and Hope", "Tree and Outlook on Life", "Hope and Belief" and "Environment and Mind" are all applicable. Wonderful material II. Deforestation led to the decline of civilization. Babylon, one of the cradles of world civilization, developed into a slave country around 402 BC. The beautiful and rich Euphrates and Tigris rivers are wooded. Rich natural conditions gave birth to splendid Babylonian culture. The architecture of Babylon was once praised by the Greeks as one of the seven wonders of the world. As time goes by, the wind and sand are ruthless. The fertile two river basins in those years have now become barren deserts. The ancient city of Babylon has disappeared and is buried in the vast yellow sand. It was the Babylonians themselves who caused this consequence. They cut down forests endlessly, destroy grasslands and cause soil erosion. Finally, the fertile soil was completely destroyed and the fertile land became a desert. The middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River are the second largest forest area in China and the water source of this great river. In the past 30 years, the forests in the Yangtze River basin have been reduced by more than half, and the forest coverage rate has dropped from 22‰ to below 10‰. The forest coverage rate in Sichuan Province was still 40‰ in 1950s and only 14‰ in 1980s. Starting from Jinsha River, hundreds of kilometers of valley forests along the way have disappeared. Trees were cut down and Yamakaji was reclaimed. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, forest vegetation has been destroyed and soil erosion has intensified, which has caused frequent occurrence and aggravation of floods and droughts in the Yangtze River today. The direct economic losses caused by floods in 1998 alone exceeded the sum of national investment in forest management in the past 40 years. It shows that the investment in forestry is really too little. Cutting down trees by material inspiration is not only destroying the natural environment on which we live, but also destroying our ancient civilization. Humans really should reflect on it. The topics "Trees and Civilization", "Decline of Civilization", "Punishing Nature" and "Protecting the Environment" are all applicable.

9. How to write an essay entitled "My friend tree" There is a tree named Janet, who lives in the forest all day and is very happy. I would like to live in the forest all my life. When an extraordinary day came, it was very strange that a group of loggers entered the forest. A worker came up to Te with a big saw and saw it on him without saying anything. It hurts too much. But the saw was still sawing on him like no one saw it, and Kurt fainted. A jolt woke him up, and he was surprised to find many compatriots around him. He asked the elders nearby, "What happened to us? Why are we here now? " The elder sighed and said, "We have been cut. Now we are in a human car, and soon we will become paper. " Lester was a little scared and asked, "What is paper?" The elder was silent. Pat and other trees were transported to the paper mill. Pat turned pale and fainted again when he saw those moving machines. When Pat woke up, he found a group of people around him. He said to himself, "What's wrong this time?" He felt relaxed again, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. "You finally woke up!" Kurt felt something talking on him. "Hey, why don't you talk?" Kurt was surprised and said, "You are …" The thing said, "I am ink, the ink printed on you!" ""on me? " éomer said ridiculously, "Yes, don't you know you are paper?" "Oh. "The elders in Kent told Kent that trees will be made into paper by humans." What are those people doing here? "Kurt and his new friends soon got to know each other." They came to read the environmental propaganda newspaper, but it was just you and me. " "Have you read the environmental protection propaganda newspaper?" "yes." He shouted, "How ironic! My elders told me that a lot of paper was provided by some illegal organizations and it was not environmentally friendly! And I was cut by some illegal workers! And they regard me as an environmental propaganda newspaper, which is not ridiculous at all! I don't understand! " The Mexicans didn't speak when they heard what Kurt said. After the exhibition, Kurt was burned to death by those artificial people. I don't even understand why humans are like this. .

10. the association of writing a 600-word composition tree with a tree as the theme

Many different trees are planted in our school.

Every tree has different shapes and branches, and the same tree has its own form, just like everyone's language. Although it has the same root, it is not the same. Trees grow in different places and shapes, some grow in the wilderness, some grow on barren slopes, some grow on cliffs, and some grow by the water; People's living environment is very different, and their writing style is naturally very different. Peach trees naturally laugh at the spring breeze, while poplar trees are full of pride; The weeping willows are naturally low and restrained, and the pine trees are vigorous and powerful ... There is a tall willow by the pool in our school.

Every time the light pace of spring comes to the world, everything recovers. Look! The willows in the spring breeze spread their yellow-green eyebrows. Willow branches are gray with numerous branches and leaves, and the leaves are olive-shaped. So many green leaves grow on the branches one by one, leaving no gaps. From a distance, it looks like a girl dressed in green is dressing up in front of the mirror. It's really "Jasper is as high as a tree, and there are ten thousand green silk tapestries in Liu Xia. I wonder who will cut the spring breeze in February like scissors!

A gust of wind blew, and some branches of willow hung on the water, as if shaking hands with the pool, and as if nodding to thank the pool for its moisture, so that it could thrive.

The big trees on the roadside stand upright in the breeze, stretching out their thick arms and embracing a green leaf. Ye Er is dark green, light green and dark green. Looking from a distance, it is deep and shallow, intertwined with a green vitality. Among the branches, several unknown birds are happily singing the melody of spring and playing happily. Perhaps the poet Bai Juyi said, "Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallow pecks at spring mud" is exactly such a scene.

In the storm, the root stuck tightly in the soil and did not dare to move; When exposed to the hot sun, the roots absorb water quickly and dare not stop; When the sandstorm came, the roots clung to the dry land and dared not let go. Why? Because the roots of trees are afraid of flowers, Ye Er and the cadres can't continue to grow happily because of its mistakes.

The trees on campus are really cute! It brings us endless happiness and grows with us. It is a beautiful scenery in the school. We should protect it well, let it flourish and live for thousands of years, and add more glory to our school.