This is a lush land, covered with poppies, surrounded by a strong enchanting fog, like the sun hidden all year round, and the clouds will wrap it layer by layer. There is only one special scenery: a tall and straight poplar stands on the top of the mountain, with a thick shade like a cover and a strong body like an iron tower! She looked down at the endless poppy field, and the breeze blew, and she sighed in a rustling way!
Her child: a young poplar tree that just broke out of the ground is resting wearily on its mother. "Great!" Mother Poplar's eyes are full of pity. Xiao Baiyang is green, very beautiful and lovely, but at his delicate feet, a pale poppy is blooming in the wind! Poplar painfully closed her eyes, and she seemed to see her child standing among poppy flowers, equally pale and swaying in the wind! How terrible! Poplar would never allow such a thing to happen, so she looked up and whispered, "Mrs. Feng, kind Mrs. Feng, please take my child away and take him to a good place with sunny and spring flowers, so that he can grow up healthily!"
As soon as the voice fell, a whirlwind lifted the poplar and crossed the mountains and rivers. Finally, the poplar landed on the soft soil. This is a beautiful garden! Brilliant peonies, proud lilies, charming roses, and water lilies facing the water resent each other for more sunshine and rain, so that they don't notice that there is another little green guest in the garden. "Wow, it's beautiful!" Xiao Baiyang was surprised from ear to ear. The money here is so high, the strangeness here, and everything here makes the poor child obsessed and linger! "Growing tall will only get colder and colder, and growing straight will be easier to be cut. What's the use of bright sunshine? Only let me bask! " Xiao Baiyang was lying on the ground, thinking casually. Fortunately, Grandma Feng heard the night attack in the garden, and she rushed over and carried the poplar away.
"Son, you are different from others. Your mission is to grow, grow, stand where you are needed, and be as strong as your mother! " Xiao Baiyang lay in Feng's mother-in-law's arms, tears streaming down her face with regret.
On the West Lake, Xiao Baiyang stayed on the shore, and her ears echoed with her mother-in-law's earnest words. Here, steam is like smoke, tourists are like weaving, there is no flashy noise, and there is no indifferent human feelings. Everything is so calm and beautiful. The willows are blowing, the water waves are flowing, and the little white poplar is ready to go. It spread its branches and leaves, trying to stretch its arms into the sky. However, in this land in the south of the Yangtze River, Populus euphratica, who is strong by nature, seems too gentle to be strong!
"I want to be a real poplar!" Xiao Baiyang thought. This time, he said to the sky, "Mrs. Feng, kind Mrs. Feng, please take me to a place where people are tenacious and beautiful, and the land there can teach me how to grow!" " "
Another strong wind threw the little white poplar into the air, the wind mother-in-law and the little white poplar ran forward at full speed, endless floods, vast lakes and vast forests and grasslands, all of which were not enough to make the little white poplar have the slightest nostalgia, because in its youthful body, there was already a dream flashing!
The vast Gobi desert, the lonely smoke in the desert, and the small poplar trees fall on the hard rocks that fly sand and stones. This is an outpost stationed in the frontier!
It's time for morning exercises. The soldiers wore bright green uniforms and held their heads high in the morning light. Their tall and straight bodies, tall and straight heroic posture, and confident smiles on their corners, just like ... yes, they are like strong poplars! Thought of here, Xiao Baiyang smiled safely. He went to sleep happily, because he wanted to take root in this land and accompany this lovely group of people!
In this way, Populus deltoides germinated in spring, jointing in summer, maturing in autumn, thinking in winter, and going to Qiu Lai in spring, year after year. Gradually, it faded away from youth, embraced the whole post with a huge crown and powerful arms, and attracted people's admiration. It is as tall and straight as a soldier's heroic spirit and as strong as a soldier's tenacious spirit. It has become a soldier!
The snow and ice melt, spring returns to the earth, and the sun is shining. The whole post is favored and cared for by the bright spring. At this time, please listen carefully. In this peace and happiness, there are countless songs when life is budding!