I write a fairy tale with three words: big tree, small tree and vine.

More than ten years ago, big trees, small trees and vines came to this place together. When they came, they were all the same age, and there was no difference. They are all weak and there is no wind. They all have different plans, but they came to this hot land together with the same purpose. First of all, they all want to stand in a favorable place for development. Second, they are relatives. When they encounter risks, they can resist each other and increase opportunities for generations. They are in harmony. When they are in trouble, everyone will face it together, solve it together and bear it together. When they have fun, everyone will share it. So soon, in that place, they had a certain influence. In fact, at that time, big trees were not big trees, small trees were not small trees, and vines were not vines. They are all the same, but soon, the big tree becomes a big tree and the small tree becomes a small tree. From the passage of time, we can still see a thing or two. . . . . . . .

In the contemporary environment, Dashu began to have his own plans and ideas. He thought, now I, * * *, have to work with Xiao Shu and Teng. I have stood firm and can take charge of myself. I want to have more room to play. At the same time, he also looked down on Xiaoshu. You Xiaoshu, you are a coward, and you are a little steady. What's the big deal? Your rattan is also 250. After some tossing, the basic pattern reappeared. The big tree became a real big tree, and the small trees and vines were passively frozen. Of course, Xiaoshu is not convinced. He thought, in the past, when you were holding big trees and vines together, most of the difficulties were borne by my little tree. Now, this has happened. I want to kick me, heartless thing, but small trees are small trees. He also took a step back and thought that there was no way at present. He has power. But Xiaoshu also has his plans, he thought. Didn't your big tree become a big tree because it took advantage of me and rattan? Yes, one is that you are ambitious, and the other is that you took advantage of me and rattan. He thinks I'm not afraid of your big tree. I am small now, and I am not afraid of big winds and waves. As long as I keep working hard, my little tree will become a towering tree in the near future. My little tree is full of hope for the future. Although it hurts a little, it is also very indifferent. Rattan is different from small trees. He thinks I can't fight for the tree, but I'm not afraid. . . . . . .

Spring, summer, autumn and winter, the years passed. . . . . . . .

The tree swells proudly, and the vines cling to it. Save your strength and wait for the situation. . . . . . . . .

The tide rises and falls, and the bad news from the tree comes. It died in the strong wind, and the vines were not spared. . . . . . . . The young tree has grown into a big tree, but its roots are deep and its stems are strong, so it has no effect in this gale.

Big trees, small trees, vines, we can really rely on each other when starting a business with our partners. In the face of interests, returning to nature is the best choice. Different people have different opinions. Did you see the ending? . . . . . . . .

Ii. Make up a fairy tale. There must be trees and birds in the campus in spring.

The story of birds and trees

In a big forest, there is a bird living in a big tree. Trees shelter birds from the wind and rain, and birds sing and dance for trees. Their relationship is very harmonious.

One winter, the birds flew away from this big forest for the winter as usual. Spring came. When the bird flew back to the big forest, something unexpected happened to the bird.

"Where is the big tree where I live?" The bird said anxiously, looking for it, but couldn't find it. So it went to one of its friends, a bird named Lily, and asked it, "Lily, why is the tree where I live missing?" Where can I settle down? "

"Look!" Lili angrily pointed to a bearded man and said, "It is this bad guy who cut down trees one by one in the forest and then transported them away to make convenient chopsticks."

"ah! My family and other big trees have become convenient chopsticks? Didn't mankind say that we should cherish all the resources on the earth, love the earth, love trees and love animals? " The bird asked in surprise.

Lili said helplessly, "but there are still some selfish and insatiable human beings who only think about themselves and don't know how to cherish and care."

This is a story told by a cartoon. After reading it, you must be impressed!

According to statistics, China uses 45 billion pairs of disposable chopsticks every year, with about 22 million cubic meters of wood. It needs to cut down about 25 million trees and reduce the forest area by 2 million square meters. If these chopsticks are connected end to end, it is equivalent to 330 laps around the earth! It can be seen that the use of disposable wooden chopsticks is very destructive to the natural environment.

Let's refuse to use disposable chopsticks together and give the birds a green mountain and green water home! Let's be a responsible person who cares about the earth and the environment!

Three. Write a fairy tale composition of a big tree and a small vine in the fifth grade.

The fairy tale of Xiaoshu and Mama Tree is 600 words-Xiaoshu and Mama Tree originally lived in a forest far away from the city, where there were blue sky and white clouds, clear water and green mountains, and there was no noise and smoke. One day, a truck broke into their home and changed their lives and destiny. The little tree was transported to the city with its mother. Mother Tree looks at her hometown on the horizon, and then at the road full of rubbish at her feet, feeling that life has lost its color. Xiaoshu was curious about the things around him and decided to open his eyes and take a closer look. Every day, people come and go in the street, anxious faces pass by them, and cars spew suffocating smoke. Xiaoshu doesn't like this feeling, and he is determined to change it ... Now that his mother has come, Xiaoshu encourages her to do something. They can't go back to that beautiful home. Since they can't go back, let's turn it into blue sky and white clouds! Small trees are trying to clean the polluted air every day, growing hard every day and casting a shade for busy people. One day, Xiao Shu felt very tired: "Mom, why can't I change it after I work so hard?" "Son, you have tried your best. There are some things we can't change. " Xiao Shu is very sad. He likes it here very much. He doesn't want it to be gray and black. So he works harder and harder to purify the air. One gray-black morning, the little tree was still sleeping. A smelly truck stopped in front of the little tree. When Xiao Shu opened his eyes, a torrent of garbage swept Xiao Shu. In the black tail gas, the truck roared away, leaving the young trees helpless in the garbage! Mother Tree felt distressed and unspeakable sadness: "Son, don't be simple, there will be no blue sky here, let alone white clouds!" " ""no, mom, don't feel sorry for me. I can change it! "Brother-in-law shook his head to cheer himself up, and the garbage beside him laughed at him:" Poor silly boy, don't try to change! " "The young tree believes in himself and he can do it, so he is more active in meeting this arduous work. As the days passed, the young trees grew up day by day, and the mother trees grew old day by day. On this day, a deja vu truck stopped in front of Xiaoshu, and Mama Tree suddenly remembered, "Look, son, this is the car that brought us here!" " ""Mom, it won't take you back! " The little tree looked at his haggard mother and said distressfully. Several people got off the truck and walked to Mother Tree with saws in their hands. Oh, my God, they mercilessly aimed the saw at Mother Tree's waist and sawed it into Mother Tree's body bit by bit. Mother Tree's painful wail brought cruel sawing. Xiaoshu cried, watching people treat their hard-working mothers like this, Xiaoshu collapsed. Mother Tree left Xiaoshu and could no longer accompany Xiaoshu. Xiaoshu's persistent belief was shaken at that moment. Looking at the dusty sky, I counted the scars on my body ... This is the scar left by a broken branch when I first came here ... This is the scar carved with a knife when I was a child ... This is the trace of being scratched by a brick when I grew up ... This is the blood cut by my mother who was killed not long ago with a saw ... The young tree cried, and he felt very tired and stupid. In the end, he will be cut like his mother. The little tree regretted it ... it was getting brighter and the long night finally passed. But when can the night in the small tree wait until dawn? The little tree stood by the road, and he was exhausted. In the distance, a woman came from a distance with her child. The child is cute, jumping around her mother. Xiao Shu is so sad. Xiao Shu has no mother. The child went to the little tree and said to his mother, "The little tree is so dirty. Wash it!" " "The woman smiled and immediately began to clean up the garbage around the young trees. Xiao Shu is even sadder. Xiao Shu misses her mother! The child stroked the young tree with his little hand, and the young tree felt so warm, just as the child could understand his mood and comfort him. The woman took the children away, and the little tree watched them leave. Xiaoshu was very moved. Besides their mother, they are the first people who care about themselves. No one knows that in this huge city, there is a lonely tree dedicated to itself, and there is a tree eager to be caressed ... In fact, busy people occasionally stop to look at themselves and see if there is a warm smile on their faces. Sometimes, the so-called civilization is not just obedience, and the so-called virtue does not need greatness. A warm smile, a persistent pursuit, is the simplest and most primitive interpretation of the virtues of civilization. Civilization virtue starts from a warm heart, warms others, just like that little tree, eager to get people's warmth. ...

Ⅳ "A Little Tree" composition requirements: fairy tales

A small tree (fable)

In spring, a seed fell into the crack of the tile on the garage wall and soon germinated. Summer has grown into a small tree with seven or eight centimeters high and three or four leaves. Mother tree told it, my poor child, why are you so careless? If you give it some rain, it will take root, if you give it some sunshine, it will be brilliant. You know, winter is coming, if you don't die, you will freeze to death!

The little tree thought that since he chose to suffer hardships, he should learn to overcome them. Wind, frost and cold are nothing, and I will live tenaciously.

The purgatory-like torture has finally passed, and it is another spring. The young trees continue to sprout and grow very thick, and their roots are inserted in the wall, reaching dozens of centimeters.

The tiles on the wall began to fall off and finally caught the owner's attention. The master moved a ladder and waved a machete, and the exuberant young tree was beheaded instantly.

Seeing the child's tragic ending, Mother Tree cried so sadly: My child, indomitable spirit is precious, but growth needs a good environment. Life is reason. Life is the dream of a wise man and the game of a fool!

Original text:

The seeds fell into the cracks in the wall and grew into young trees two years later.

The phoenix tree has amazing vitality.

Last spring, a buttonwood seed landed on the west wall of the dormitory garage of Industrial and Commercial Bank of gaomi city. Now it not only stands firm, but also grows a small trunk the size of a thumb.

Aunt Song, who has lived here for many years, told reporters that last summer, they found this small tree, which was seven or eight centimeters high and had three or four leaves. Nobody cares. They think that before long, the tree will die naturally with the decrease of rain. But to everyone's surprise, in the first spring of this year, the phoenix tree not only sprouted again, but also grew a lot thicker and its leaves became lush. The root system of the tree has deeply penetrated into the cracks in the vertical wall, and now it is about thirty or forty centimeters high (pictured).

According to the residents nearby, there was a big buttonwood tree here two years ago. After being sawed off the year before last, I didn't expect a small plane tree to grow on the wall two years later, which made people admire its tenacious vitality.

I hope I can help you and adopt it.

Ⅳ Fairy Tales of Rain and Small Trees

Trees that will rain

In the forest, Feifei and her children said, "Yesterday at noon, I slept under a big leaf tree. Suddenly, a heavy rain woke me up. I opened my eyes and saw the sun shining directly on the earth. There is no trace of rain outside except that the tree is wet. "

"Will it rain on that tree? Pure fabrication. "

"It's true. Don't believe me, now let's go down that tree and have a look. " Feifei said.

It was noon at this time, and they had just arrived under the tree under the scorching sun. It rained heavily, so they were drenched, and there was no trace of rain outside the tree.

"Well, do you believe it now?"

The little friend nodded, looked at the crown of the tree and said, "It's strange, how can the tree rain?"

"Exactly!" Feifei said: "The book says that it rains because the water on the ground is baked into steam by the sun and rises to the sky to become small raindrops. Small raindrops hit me, and I hit you, becoming big raindrops. The air can't hold, and it is rain when it falls to the ground. "

"But there are no clouds around the tree!"

"This may be a magical tree?"

They speculated and argued endlessly about the reason why it rained under the tree.

At night, a homing bird saw that they didn't know the reason for the rain and wouldn't stop, so she smiled and said, "This is a rain tree. As for the reason for the rain, even if you argue under the tree for ten days, you can't find out. "

Feifei suddenly realized, "We can all climb trees. Why not climb them and see why?"

"Yes, why didn't you think of that? Stupid. " The little friend feels funny.

After they found something to eat, they went up the tree. The leaves of the rain tree are half a meter long, concave in the middle and convex around. They found that the leaves of the rain tree can absorb a lot of water. As time goes on, there is more and more water in the leaves, and the leaves slowly curl into "bags". They weighed it and estimated that each leaf could absorb more than a catty of water. In order to find out all the reasons for the rain, they decided to spend the night in the tree.

The next morning, Feifei and her friends woke up when the first ray of sunshine shone on the canopy. They also found that the leaves like the "bag" changed: under the sunlight, the "bag" gradually opened. In the afternoon, the "bag" was completely opened, and the water stored in it poured out-the rain tree rained.

ⅵ Make up a fairy tale, there must be trees and birds in the campus in spring.

The dream of an ordinary pig

In the distant forest, there lived a lovely little pig. Ordinary can't be ordinary, but I don't lose confidence because of ordinary, but I am willing to help others.

This little pig always has a dream in his heart, that is, to be a "philanthropist". He firmly believes that he will succeed.

Since it has a dream, it has been fighting for it every day.

One day, it saw an old woman. She seemed to be in pain, so it immediately ran over and asked, "Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Grandma said, "I can't go." It said, "Grandma, let me take you home!" " "Grandma said," what a good boy! "

Ten minutes later, when they got home, grandma said, "You did me a favor today, and I granted you a wish. Tell me what you want. " It said, "My dream is to be a philanthropist, so I want to be a philanthropist." Grandma said, "OK, I'll satisfy you."

In a blink of an eye, the pig became a "philanthropist" and grandma did disappear.

Since then, piggy has been as busy as a bee every day because he has become a philanthropist.

ⅶ What are the dreams of the little book in fairy tales?

Once upon a time, there were three trees. They all have their own dreams. The first tree wants to be a treasure chest, which contains all the precious things in the world, such as gold, silver and jewelry. The second tree wants to be built into a gorgeous ship, carrying the emperor and dignitaries. The third tree wants to grow into the tallest tree in the world, so that it can be closer to God.

Many years passed and a group of loggers came. The first tree was cut down, and the woodcutter said, "This tree looks very strong. I want to sell it to a carpenter. " This is good news, because carpenters can make treasure boxes. The second tree was cut down, and the woodcutter said, "This tree looks very strong. I want to sell it to the shipyard. " This is good news, because the shipyard will be a big ship. The third tree was very scared when it saw the woodcutter coming towards it, because as long as the woodcutter cut it down, it meant that its dream was shattered. However, it was cut down, and the woodcutter said, "I haven't decided what to do with it yet." Let's cut it down first. "

Have the dreams of the first tree and the second tree come true? The first tree was made into a manger by a carpenter to hold horse feed. The second tree was made into a fishing boat by the shipyard and used to fish for fishermen. Their ending, like the third tree, is far from their dreams.

However, one day, two people passed by the manger, a couple. The woman gave birth to a boy, who was put in a manger. The first tree suddenly realized that the boy was the couple's most precious treasure in this world.

A few years later, several people climbed onto the fishing boat that was put on hold by the sea. From their conversation, the second tree learned that one of these people was a king who had just been defeated. After rescuing the fishing boat, the king made a comeback and became one of the greatest kings in history.

After the local church was built, the third tree was made into a cross. The church is the closest place to God in the world.

When dreams deviate from our pre-designed path, don't lose heart, because sometimes dreams will come true in unexpected ways.

ⅷ The story of the little tree (making up a fairy tale)

There is a small river that keeps flowing. It is quiet and wakes up the lazy little tree every morning.

"Hey, Sister Xiao Shu, wake up." She blew water bubbles at the whole Xiao Shu.

"Oh, the little black elder brother, you're early. Don't you sleep? " The little tree yawned.

"No, it's spring. I will work harder, "Xiaohei said with a smile.

Yes, yes, I saw the grass grow and the little tree cried happily.

"Yesterday, I didn't see it."

"Who is calling me?" The grass whispered with a beaked face.

"Grass, you are so small." The little tree greeted with a smile.

"Yes, spring has come, and I'm out again. I can drink the water that Little Black Brother gave me every day to make me grow. "

"We are all the same, we can't live without little black brother," said the little tree with a smile.

Xiaoshu said, "By the way, Sister Hua hasn't come yet this year."

"Ha ha, Sister Hua, I went to my aunt's house to be a guest, and she didn't come until the grass grew taller." Xiaohei smiled and touched the grass's hand.

"That floret this year, will borrow new clothes from aunt spring breeze? I really want her to dance for me, "said the little tree excitedly.

"Of course, your aunt Feng Chun is really great. She has designed many beautiful new clothes." .

Spring breeze bursts in. The river flows slowly.

The trees have grown tall again, and the grass has become plump.

The flowers are in bloom.

Oh, Sister Hua has become beautiful again this year.

ⅸ Fairy tale composition of big tree and small tree 150 words

There are two small trees beside the path, one is Lele and the other is Congcong.

Together, they listened to the birds singing and waved to Xifeng to welcome the sunrise and send away the sunset.

One day, Lele said to Cong Cong, "Let's race to see who grows up first." Cong Cong said, "Good!" . So they began to grow up.

Lele thought: I must win. He thought about it and jumped up. Soon, Lele grew a big pimple, much taller than Congcong.

Congcong does not show weakness, but he believes that to grow into a big tree, you must absorb a lot of nutrients. So he worked hard to take root, absorbed a lot of nutrients and grew many roots. Passers-by saw it and boasted that Lele had grown taller. Congcong is not shy, but he still works hard to take root and never loses heart.

Once, the white clouds were gray and it looked like there was going to be a storm. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and then it rained heavily. Lele was shivering with cold. After a while, another strong wind blew Lele down.

It cleared up after the storm. People came out and saw Lele gone, only Congcong was still growing. Finally, Congcong became a big tree.

Children, what does this story tell us?