The enlightenment from poplar is also an example, to be more specific.

In my hometown, there are no pines and cypresses, graceful weeping willows, fragrant fruit trees and precious tree species. Pure land such as poplars is dotted with picturesque mountain villages.

I passed the gate of Xiazhaizi on my way home. When I got there, I looked up from the window and saw two ancient poplars standing proudly. The old people are noisy. During the Hongwu period of the Ming Dynasty, several Shanxi Sophora Immigrants settled in the ravine, reclaimed land, built castles by mountains and rivers, and cut down trees to build houses. Two poplars were planted in front of the stockade, which has a history of more than 600 years. The ancient trees are scarred and tangled with branches and leaves, quietly waiting for the sacred post. After the changes of the times and the rise and fall of villages, I thought this was the spirit of poplar. In order to protect the thousand-year-old tree, the villagers hung red flowers on the tree and prayed to God to make the old tree flourish and the people healthy. As people wish, the old tree is flourishing and full of vitality, and it has become a sacred tree, which everyone admires.

Poplar is a westerner. Honesty and frankness means simplicity, regardless of soil and climate, and taking the lead in the harsh natural environment. In the spring of 196 1, people who have not gone through the hard times are struggling on the line of life and death like poplars. Father went to a relative's house in Jiahe, carried two trees, climbed several mountains and walked a long way back. The tree planter is immersed in the water tank like a baby. After a month or two, many red buds appeared on his body. One afternoon, my father went to plant trees, so did I. I dug a big nest and planted trees in it. I filled in the soil, and my father tamped it with a thick stick and then straightened up. The father and son carried water to water the young trees. The next day, I beat it again until it stopped shaking. When the tree was planted, the father and son sat beside the small tree. Father said, "You are a teacher, and you are a businessman. Not afraid to eat public meals, but afraid to spend public money. Ordinary people are water, which can carry a boat or overturn it. You can't be divorced from the masses. This is the foundation of being a man. " The earnest words are deeply rooted in your mind. A summer passed, red buds grew into branches, and plump leaves swayed in the wind. Father let out a cat sting on his back and wrapped the young tree tightly, like a little soldier in armor. The little tree has aged under the care of its father. His father died at the age of six.

Later, I planted two rows of poplars along the ditch according to my father's method. Young trees thrive, compete on an equal footing, and are as tall as others. They advance hand in hand like brothers and sisters, sharing the glory of the sun, bathing in the spring breeze and rain. There is no bullying, no distinction between high and low, and it rises in a harmonious environment. I thought this was also the spirit of poplar.

Time flies, the two trees planted by my father are already towering trees. When the house was repaired in 2000, I couldn't buy a herringbone beam, so I put a big tree. I really can't bear to part with it, but I have to let it go, and my heart is empty for a while. Only then did I realize the true meaning of "planting trees on ancestors, enjoying the cool for future generations" and "planting trees for ten years, educating people for a hundred years". My father's voice and smile were only yesterday. In my heart, I will always be the back of his planting trees. Father is like a poplar, and his spirit is like the spirit of a poplar.

Recently, I read the biography of planting trees and camels. Planting trees is the same as being an official. "official life urges you to cultivate, sow and harvest ... why do you care about my life and protect my evil nature?" This is not the way to be an official, it is clear and white, and the people are happy!

I praise and advocate the spirit of poplar!