It’sspringnow.Newleavescomeoutfromthetree.Everythingbeginstoturngreen.Itmakesusfeelhappy.
Iwatchtheappletreesandrememberalittlestory.
Alongtimeago,therewasanappletreeandalittleboy.Theboycameand        arounditeveryday.Heclimbedtothetreetop,atethe        ,andrestundertheshadow(树荫).Helovedthetreeandthetreelovedhim.Timewentby…Thelittleboy       upandnolongerplayedaroundit.Theoldtreewasverysad.Itdidn’tknow        .Theboysaid,“Iamnotakid.Iwanttoplaywithtoys.ButIdon’thavemoney.”
“Youneedn’t          aboutit.Pickallmyapplesandsellthem,youwillhavemoney.”Afterthattheboydidn’tcomeback.Yearslater,theboyreturnedandthetreewashappy.But         itssurprise,theboycutitdowntobuildahouse.Manyyearslatertheboyreturnedagain.Theoldtreewashappyandsaidtohim“Sorry,myboy.Ican’tgiveyou         more.Theonlythingleftismydyingroots.Butyoucansitdownandresthere.Thisisyourforever        .
Thisisastoryofeveryone.Thetreeisourparents.Whenwewereyoung,welovedplayingwiththem.Whenwegrowup,we        them,andonlycometothemwhenweneedsomethingorareintrouble.Nomatterwhathappens,parentswillbethereandgivewhattheyhavetomakeus       .
Wemaysaytheboyiscruel(冷酷的)tothetreebutthat’showwearetreating(对待)ourparents.Nowadays,manyoldpeoplefeellonelybecausetheirchildrendon’tlivewiththem.Wehopeallofustrytohelpthoseoldpeopleandmanagetomaketheoldhaveahappylife.