Mysecondweek
I said goodbye to my uncle and left Shanghai for my hometown.
My hometown was very beautiful.There were many trees, different kinds of living beings, large acreage farms and so on.I loved my hometown very much.I grew up in my hometown, so I had a very deep method to my hometown.My childhood was the most unforgettable memory in my life.In my childhood, there was a tall tree playing with me.It really gave me a lot of happine.
When I was young, my grandpa told me the tree what I played with was the tallest and the oldest tree in my hometown.It was about 100 years old.About 20 years ago, a group of people wanted to cut down the tall tree.They wanted to produce the furniture.Just for wealth! But people who had lived in my hometown for a long time stopped them from cutting down the tree.They had to give up.
Every morning, I liked to climb the tree and enjoyed the soft sunshine, breathed the fresh air in the tree.The birds flew around me.They were singing the beautiful songs.The flowers were dancing, and the bees were gathering
the honey.Every leave said hello to each other.The worms hid themselves under the leaves.I compared the tall tree to the lineage of the livings beings.
But everything changed when I came back.To my surprise, a group of workers were using the strange, cruel machines to cut down the tree! I was surprised and angry immediately.I really wanted to stop them.But no way! Over the next few days, the noise of cutting down the tree bothered everyone’s daily life.The neighbours told me they cut down the tree because it influenced the traffic.Yesterday, the tall tree had been cut down.
I remembered my childhood and felt sad.Maybe the tree had fallen into the dreamtown.In its dreamtown, it was finding its root eagerly!
