Winter has gone and spring has come, and another Arbor Day has arrived. As soon as the sun rose, we came to Qujiang Park. Qujiang Park in spring is picturesque, with small bridges and flowing water, full of flowers and trees. Old people dance, melodious bird songs accompany them from time to time, and harmonious music reverberates to the horizon. Where can I plant trees in this picturesque park?

Just as we were hesitating, a man who claimed to be a tree planting instructor in the park came to us, and we followed him to an uncultivated farmland, which was not gorgeous but very idyllic. The instructor drew a circle for us and specified the location, so we couldn't wait to start work.

We dug the hole first, and Wu Hao, who was self-righteous, picked up a shovel and began to dig. He dug faster and faster, and gradually got carried away, bragging while digging a hole. "ouch!" I don't know what he touched The shovel shook so badly that my hands were numb. He didn't catch the shovel, so he fell. Unwilling, Wu Hao tried again, but it was too hard to dig. Wu Hao sat to one side in dismay. Just when everyone was wondering, Ju Wei, a "smart star", wiped some dirt with his hand, revealing a white thing, which seemed to be a stone. After finding out the reason, Ju Wei immediately used the method of "planing the dog" to dig up the soil and take out the stone. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief

The hole has finally been dug, which is a hard work. Everyone is busy, but they are still happy. It's time to put the saplings below. This is a technical job. Careful Li Wenjing carefully put the sapling into the pit and fixed it, for fear of putting the tree askew and affecting its growth. Lei Qiang's movements are not very skilled. She finally broke the soil and thinned it, filled the hole and flattened it with a shovel. Anxious Ma Zhenxing picked up the bucket and was about to water it. I quickly stopped him. He was "bewitched by monks in Zhang Er". I proudly pressed out a circle of bowl-like reservoirs around the saplings, then watered them, and the water completely penetrated into the soil. The students suddenly realized this.

The tree was finally planted, and everyone was sweating, but their faces were full of smiles. The barren open space, through our labor, adds a strong sense of spring. We looked at the saplings, tall and vigorous in the sun, swinging green branches, as if waving to us, and the students were overjoyed. I sincerely wish these saplings can thrive. I believe that in five or ten years, these saplings will form a magnificent landscape and add luster to Qujiang Park. At that time, I would be extremely proud, because I also contributed to it.